Raevenna paced around her large bedroom, worried out of her mind. It had been two months. Two months since Ami had been sent on the mission to figure out Tasall's defenses. It had been two months since Raevenna had last heard from Ami.

"Maybe I shouldn't have sent my best spy. Maybe I should have sent someone good but I don't remotely even care about." Raevenna whispered, pacing. Her frizzy hair was a tangled mess, her eyes bloodshot and tired. She hadn't slept in three days, but honestly, she had no intention to until Ami was back.

Suddenly, her wrist buzzed as an anonymous message popped up on her holo-phone. She narrowed her eyes, reading the message once, twice, three times before closing it and hissing, "This means war."