Rumors swirled around Octavia like the fog that clung to the city. Some said she was a thief, with fingers as deft as a conjurer's, able to lift a purse or a valuable gemstone without the victim ever realizing they'd been relieved of their burden. Others claimed she was a spy, a messenger in the shadows, carrying notes and information between lovers, politicians, and businessmen.
I was sweetsinner, a wanderer between worlds, and my story, though never verified, was lived with every fiber of my being. sweetsinner octavia red her secret never verified
Yours, Octavia Red."