She sat up and reached for her glasses on the nightstand, sliding them on as she furrowed her eyebrows in thought. The barn owl, Avalar, carried with him a vertically-rectangular black box tied up with a golden ribbon, along with a folded piece of parchment. Ashley accepted both and was curious of the box’s somewhat heavy weight. Not knowing whether it was fragile or not, she placed it down on the duvet and read the note written on the parchment paper in fancy script.