Hajin watched the courier's carriage vanish beyond the ridge while Marrick filed the custody amendment beneath three sealed closure sheets. Ferra rolled the cradle into the wagon as Hans secured the boundary, and Juna watched the approach from the rim.
'Okay, mystery envelope, time to find out exactly what kind of headache you are.'
He slid the logged attachment out of its sleeve beside the summons and lifted it clear of the evidence compartments.
"Nobody gets this part," he muttered, killing picture, audio and both recovery flows before thumbing the private fold open.
[ Broadcast: OFF | Audio: OFF | Soul Energy: Paused | Fragment Recovery: Paused ]
Blue wax showed beneath the inner fold, its ice-flower impression staring up at him from the unstamped backing.
"Oh, you sneaky royal pain..." He held it well away from the socket's case, letting out a low whistle.
"Didi's seal, she tucked a private warning inside the official dispatch, and the courier swore he carried it unread."
