Vincent hesitates as well, before taking the parchment. No palpable magic, no gentle hum of even the thinnest circuitry.
There was also the matter that it bore the Latverial royal seal. It would have been distasteful for it to be booby-trapped.
He unrolled it, reading it carefully, and keeping his expression controlled as the color drained from his face.
"He wants to speak with us." He turns to Kristoff, showing him the details. "It's a letter of safe passage across the next seventy-two hours."
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