Dear Marcella.

I am not one for writing news posts or getting involved in politics, but your post had me put quill to parchment and waste gold just to tell you that you, my dear, are blinded by the darkness that has enveloped that city you call home. You speak so brazenly of manipulations and delusions when the truth you speak of is nothing but twisted to suit the hypocrites that rule you. The same egotistical and power-hungry people who hail from Targossas now sit in the throne of the court, passing judgement and twisting the rules and laws you so strive to uphold.

This is coming from an ex-Hashani. Thankfully my stay was short-lived because I saw the real truth. That Hashan is nothing what it used to be when Lady Ourania shone some light upon that god-forsaken city. Your own wife who has been the head of the CIJ, the beloved house I served for 182 years is now rogue... I wonder why? But I am not one to involve myself in the personal matters of others, like certain public figures we have come to witness in recent events, it is none of my business. I just find it rich coming from the spouse of a former Hashani.

Call it sour grapes if you will, but I have bit my tongue for long enough. Hashan knows no truth. There is no freedom there which you boast about. You are more enslaved to the darkness that envelopes that hovel of a city you call home than you ever have been. It is only a matter of time before you too step out of line and allow those Elitist Darkwalkers to dictate what you can and can’t do on a whim. That is the truth.

Bartholomeus Baudelaire.


Penned by my hand on the 13th of Glacian, in the year 840 AF.