Hesitations...

With the letter in hand, I called for a servant. "Deliver this immediately," I commanded, my voice firm. "Make sure it reaches its intended recipient."

As the servant scurried away, I allowed myself a moment to collect my thoughts. The road to Avador would be long, and tensions between us still lingered, but I'd use every opportunity to bridge the growing chasm between us.

For now, I'd settle for ensuring she wasn't alone.

The unease continued to swirl in me, and as the hours stretched into night, I found myself standing outside her door, my hand raised as though I meant to knock. The quiet hum of activity from the servants had long died down, leaving only the muffled crackle of torches to accompany my thoughts.