Through the hands of many messengers and channels, a pristine letter arrives for the dark rose of a woman, known to all as Jirai. With writing neat and perfect sprawled across the cream of parchment and sealed with red, the delicate prose read as follows:
Dear Jirai,
It seems as though your toy met an unfortunate end. It is no doubt that they suspect you. Though, you are not one to hide, I respectfully suggest remaining scarce while the investigation commences.
I am but a letter away should you require assistance.
I only write and listen to the rumors abound for your well-being. I take it upon myself to keep Matron Faeryl's daughter safe.
Very dutifully yours,
Alessandra Demarest
