"How can someone steal our prized possession under our nose?" frowned Ianthe.
She faced the willow, "Your majesty, do you know who did this?"
Amaya commented, " Relax, Ianthe. The pocket space is the most safeguarded place in the coven. For someone to steal from underneath it would mean that her majesty didn't think it was just a big deal."
Reve saw something in the chest, "There's a letter."
Hearing his words, Ianthe dipped her hand into the chest and brought out the thin slip of paper
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[ Dear Elders,
I am familiar with the stories of Vaddon Drateel. I have been told that he was such a fine man to the end. So, I wonder, why leave the fruits of his hard work in a chest that wouldn't be opened for another millennial?
Is this your way of paying respect to his legacy? Do you plan on burying his greatest proof of existence?
