Cecilia finally opened all the backlogged messages.
The notifications had been accumulating since yesterday afternoon. Now, sitting in the quiet aftermath of the steakhouse confrontation, with Oathran still radiating the faint tension of a dragon who had just discovered he was going to be a father, she began to scroll.
Most of the messages were from Gregor and Thalia. She made a mental note to apologize to them properly later. But there was one more name in her inbox that caught her attention.
Igor (Arz's Scr).
Cecilia recognized the name. In the real world, Igor was almost always at Oleg's, Arzhen's top aide and bodyguard, side. But Igor was not a warrior like Oleg. He was more like a scribe. The man who handled the paperwork and the logistics.
Arz's Scr. The abbreviation suddenly made sense. Arzhen's Secretary.
She tapped on the message thread.
There were two items. A brief text, and an image.
Yesterday:
