[CONTENTID1]14th February 1922[/CONTENTID1]
[CONTENTID2]Dearest Valia,[/CONTENTID2]
[CONTENTID3]Surprised? We know you are, Sweetie! You're the purest, sweetest, kindest, most affectionate, most graceful, most intelligent and most beautiful girl in the world. You're easily surprised by even tiny little things. I guess it's our fault for we never let out of the palace even once. But it was all for your safety, Little Girl. We wanted to protect you with everything that we had. 

It's been a century since you were born into this world. It is only right for us to answer those questions you've been having for decades now for you are old enough to understand everything that we will be telling you in this letter. This is our gift to you. We know you're more than capable to take back what's rightfully yours. But you have to be prepared, Darling. Everything that we say will lead to a war no matter how you go about doing things. Why? Because those people are too proud to admit defeat and give up the fight for what rightfully belongs to you; the Throne of the Azarian Kingdom.

There are traitors among us, our dear sweet child. They have been blinded by greed and power. They no longer live by the Azarian Code of Law. More importantly they have broken the most sacred of the Laws; Never claim the life of a Blueblood. That Law exists because without the Bluebloods, there is no order. Our people came from a realm in betwee