Last night was wild. She didn’t think she’d see something so wild as someone just being dead all because he was making a beacon. That’s probably not why he died but still it was wild. Anyway, its was back to the great Lord Servas Phantasm. Having to work twice in less than twenty-four hours for someone wasn’t strange she just didn’t think he’d need something so soon after last night's debacle. Since then she had gone back to her little hotel room, washed, ate, and fell asleep before she was rudely awakening by a panicked mail carrier. He was sent to deliver her a letter from Lord Servas himself. The sun had just hardly hit the horizon though the rays could be seen filling the sky. It must have been important and when she read it she figured it was important to him. Dressing in an all-black get up she made her way to the castle of Lord Servas who was already waiting for her, dressed in a nice jet black suit, nearly matching her own. Offering her condolences she thanked her and explained to her what needed to be done.
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