A person wearing a gray cloak, their entire face hidden in the shadow of their hood, stood respectfully before Raylo's desk.
He was the secret envoy from the Fiery Sun Kingdom.
"Count Raylo, I have come on His Majesty Karachi's orders to convey his respects to you."
The envoy's voice was hoarse.
Raylo said nothing, merely lifting the black tea from his desk and taking a small sip.
The envoy took out a Sheepskin Scroll from within his robes and presented it with both hands.
"This is the letter His Majesty Karachi asked me to deliver to you."
Raylo set down his teacup and took the letter.
He unrolled the sheepskin. The letter was written in Karachi's own hand.
The letter's contents were simple.
