Messages herald from the Summer Palace one swift morning on the fifteenth of June, spreading everywhere where tangible for couriers to distribute.
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URGENT: Missing Persons
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URGENT: Missing Persons
Your Imperial Hostess of the Summer Palace and her husband are missing. Countess and Count Peirgarten have not returned home in a minimum of twelve hours. The latter has been absent for longer than forty-eight hours as of this morning.
I do not make direct demands to the greater public when it can be helped. However, today my hand is forced.
My ask is simple: Bring our family back to the Summer Palace and you will be rewarded.
This missive is only for would-be saviors. If the captors wanted their ransom, they would have sent their demands in by now. To them I promise only one thing: Harm one hair on either of their heads and your defeat will be a due reckoning.
Gather your arms, saviors. Tonight we ride.
I do not make direct demands to the greater public when it can be helped. However, today my hand is forced.
My ask is simple: Bring our family back to the Summer Palace and you will be rewarded.
This missive is only for would-be saviors. If the captors wanted their ransom, they would have sent their demands in by now. To them I promise only one thing: Harm one hair on either of their heads and your defeat will be a due reckoning.
Gather your arms, saviors. Tonight we ride.
Sincerely,
Yvea Peirgarten, Lady of Lorhaus
Yvea Peirgarten, Lady of Lorhaus
