A subtle light came from the Postmaster's hand as he retrieved the box that was supposed to be delivered to Sovereign Talons. As she had come to pick it up, he only retrieved it and logged it in his secret stash logs. The dragon noticed him taking notes before frowning.
"Uhm, Grandpa, why are you still making logs of this? I thought this is a secret delivery?" She pouted as she received the box that was actually too heavy for her to lift. She sent it directly to her ring before flickering her eyes as she received no immediate response. "Grandpa, you still record everything?"
"Of course, I still do, honey." The Postmaster chuckled before turning his attention back to her. I don't know the contents, but I still record origins and tracking services. I can't run a proper delivery station if I don't keep records of everything. Worry not, as long as no one knows your order tracking number, you won't be found out."
