preparation for the journey
The things I do for my dark souls.
“Pack an extra pair of heavy boots, and a couple more insulated socks,” I instructed my maid, a young girl by the name of Raeni who just started a month ago. Her brother had been here somewhat longer, children of my butler, and she’d only recently been considered “old enough” to take the task. I liked her; I still missed Sara, even after all this time, but I do like Raeni so far. “Oh, and in the back of the winter wardrobe should be my fur-lined cloak. Summer or not, I shall require it in Icecrown.”