Role

Chapter 4

Rashaze,

I didn't really want to, but I found you. Since I've got talent, and I care
about this sort of thing, I became a Herald of the Eternal Star, doing the same
kind of enamel work I used to out in the caravans with Nochelle and Pyrille. I
met the High Herald Daphedee, and mentioned you to her. I figure you've heard
of her. Since she's pretty famous, she's got connections enough that she was
able to talk to Emperor Gaspare and get me the location of your post. You're
safe? Out in the countryside? Not a whole lot going on out there. Maybe
you're bored? Look. Daphedee told me some things about your Emperor and talked
to me a bit about regret and letting things go, and I realized maybe I could be a
little more understanding about you doing what you did. So, I'm sorry I didn't
talk to you for years and let you get lost out of my life. But I want an apology
from you too. You hurt me for years, and I still don't know why. I wound up
blaming it on the Empire, and I let all that nonsense push me away from Mother
and Father, too. They're so proud of you. I want to be, too. I want my brother
back in my life, but like I said, I've got terms.

Write me back if you care,

Renize

PS: I found something in my stuff. See attached.

Attached is an old Imperial coin, enameled over in red and black, like a ladybug.