The letter which was intended for the Queen of Prophis, the Lady of Stonetown and Protector of the Real ─ somehow fell onto Sir Thomas's hands when three guards claimed the letter was brought in by two riders who wore masks. When Sir Thomas asked how did they look like, he failed to get the proper answer from the guards and that's because they didn't see a thing.
Sir Thomas took the letter and walked to his chambers quietly, the seal wax on top of the letter shocked him and he tried to remember as to where he saw that type of sigil but none of his suggestions rang any bell. That's because the sigil didn't exist.
He broke the sigil carefully and the he immersed himself inside the very worded letter;
To Queen Aryan, Lady of Prophis and Protector of the Realm,
