Alexandra had just sealed the letter, carefully slipping it into a cream-colored envelope before placing it alongside the large book she had been reading earlier. With a sigh, she left the library, the faint aroma of ancient parchment clinging to her as she carried both the letter and the book up to the bedroom she shared with Silverstein. Inside, she slid the letter into one of the drawers on the shelf before turning toward the large window. The once-bright sky had transformed into a canvas of darkness, scattered with the tiniest pinpricks of starlight.