In the barracks of the Seventen a new letter had arrived for one Miss Ilithyia Lutgardis:

Dear Miss Lutgardis,

We accept. Please arrange a meeting.

Sincerely,
Misses Scuro and Chiaro Viverti

Ilithia held the letter in her hands, sighing. No peace for the wicked, I suppose, but really? Alioe knows that I haven't had a good night of sleep since the 13th... and that was my first real day on the job. Rolling her eyes she shoved the damn thing in her pocket and began to search for a clean sheet of paper and her good quill. Alstair... well, there are no threats I can express right now that fully encompass my feelings towards you. She was infatuated and terrified of the man, especially since their sparring match, however did she really have to play Queen of the Revolution and deal with every issue he didn't want his face upon? Bouncing back between affection, desire and fear of him kept her interested. That was the only reason she could ever imagine going to court Scuro again.

Miss Viverti

I am well pleased with your last note. It would be an honor to meet with you the evening of the 20th at the Paper Tiger to further discuss our plans. If that does not meet your time needs, then send an alternate.

With much respect,
Ilithyia Lutgardis

She flicked it over the desk in the main lobby, looking to the man behind it.

"Made sure this gets to the Viverti estate, or it's Scuro you'll have to deal with." Meh. Normally she was kinder, but she was in a foul mood. Treason can do that to a person.