[Third Person].
The next morning, Meredith sat beside her grandmother near the window, where soft daylight filtered into the room and rested gently over the table before them.
A sheet of parchment lay open, with ink and quill prepared. Her grandmother spoke calmly, and Meredith wrote.
Each word was deliberate, carefully chosen—not as a command, but as a call.
It was a message to the Fae, asking them to come under her grandmother's guidance, to follow Draven's guards into the city, and to lend their strength in fortifying the Great Wall.
When the letter was complete, Meredith read it aloud in a soft voice, ensuring every word was exactly as intended. Her grandmother listened in silence, then gave a small nod.
"It will do."
The letter was sealed immediately and sent without delay.
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Three days later, after confirming that the message had reached its destination, Draven began the next phase of his plan.
