Half an hour later, Aiden sat in his office, picking out the letter that Kael mentioned from the pile that had arrived in the warden's mailbox.
The white envelope featured a corner adorned with gold powder patterns, while dark red sealing wax embossed with a noble's coat of arms. Such meticulous touches likely confirmed the theory that the bloodline founder Azrael was of noble descent.
Wearing gloves, Aiden located a letter opener to slice open the envelope and drew out the letter inside.
"To the Warden himself,
Thank you for your assistance this time..."
Aiden's eyes quickly skimmed past the initial pleasantries and jumped ahead.
Then, his eyes widened in surprise.
"...Having heard descriptions, I surmise the authority you wield belongs to the domain of 'Order'. I presume you have interest in such authorities, and as a token of my gratitude, I can provide some useful information for you."
