The lack of infrastructure in the peasant village outside of Hydrogia was evident in the way that the peasants received their mail.
Unless a noble requested for their messenger to directly deliver a letter, all mail of any kind was left in an old wooden box just outside of the city walls. Occasionally someone would search the box and if they knew the recipient of the mail, they would take it to them if they wanted to. It was a system of goodwill and many letters went unread that way.
Henry's letter to his mother sat at the bottom of the box for months, gathering dust and occasional droplets of water from the storms that raged frequently on the Hydrogian coast as the seasons changed.
It was his Aunt Sylvia who wandered into the peasant village from where her house sat on the outskirts. She had been expecting someone to mail her something and she was surprised when her letter wasn't there and one for her sister was.
