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Magistrate Shiabiann remained calm. She placed a perfectly balanced stack of gold coins on the scale and wrote down a number into her books. For a very long moment there was no sound but the scratch of her quill on parchment.

"You rode by land mount," Shiabiann said, breaking the tense silence. If it had taken the man two days travel then it had been by land instead of by sky. That much information was easily deducted by the simple message he bore.

"You rose by land mount when you could have passed the message to a Skybourne who, in turn, could have delivered the message far more quickly," the Magistrate said before she dusted her book with sand to dry the ink.

At some silent command the twin succubi stepped closer to Shein and stood with their shoulders brushing against his. He had been flanked by the two creatures, a compromising position.

"From you misjudgment you have placed not only Iracot at danger, but the entirety of Viridian, Knight-Errand," Shiabiann accused. She closed her book.

"Enjoy the rest of your day. It will be your last before you are brought to trail and burned before the God-Queen. Turn yourself in at first light of the morning. Do not make me come looking for you," Shiabiann warned.

"You are dismissed."