Dear Sister Salvadora,

That meddling Watchman has been asking about you, and the blade. I believe his obsession still lingers, though it is impossible for me to tell whether he is enchanted by sorcery or simply unable to resist your alluring charm.

I told him I don't know where you are, because in fact I do not. Has all been well? Write me, so that I may know how you would have me deal with this nuisance in your absence.

Yours Truly,

Mme. Ingrid Mordis The Grotto, Lavenza Estate

Sister Ingrid,

I turn to my own shadow to hide me from the hounds of the law. I keep you in my mediations, and look to times near and secure to see you again.

Yours Ever, Salvadora Santigo