“We have something a bit more substantial, your Highness.” Ivorybeak gestured, and Handy came forward with the letter bearing Celestia’s seal. Goldtooth didn’t bother to wait for the young page beside him to take it and instead reached across the table and all but snatched it from Handy’s hands. Goldtooth read over the letter in silence for a few tense minutes. He gestured for the page, whispered something into his ear, and sent him off out of the room. Goldtooth then glowered at them both before speaking. At least his voice was calmer this time around.