Chapter 225 - War of the Queens

Standing in her rooms, Queen Sylara paced back and forth in the profound solitude of the night. The small candlelight that flickered next to her bed was the only thing that broke the dance of shadows across the marble floors. A faint rustle outside the window abruptly disturbed the silence, and then came the distinct sound of beating wings. She turned abruptly when a raven landed on the stone railing after flying onto her balcony, its silhouette sharp against the moonlight. With her fingertips tingling from the comforting warmth of fire magic, Sylara narrowed her eyes. She could burn it to ashes in a moment, who would dare send a raven into her territory? A glimmer of flame flickered at her fingertips as she raised her hand, but then she noticed a tiny scroll fastened to the raven's leg, curiosity took over and she moved closer, slowly reaching out, and the fire subsided. As though sensing her shift in attitude, the raven cocked its head and shuffled forward on its claws. Untying