A Note From Lady Boyle

Waverly Boyle

Dishonored



My Dearest Friend,

My costume ball will require three tailored outfits that are perfectly matching except for color. We are going to play a game with our guests, you see. I am saddened to hear of your deteriorating hands and the hard times on which you have fallen, as you were my first choice to craft these costumes. I will mention your physical difficulties to my doctor at the party. Perhaps he can be of some service to you.

Farewell,

Waverly Boyle