Cortia froze for a moment at Lea's word, her mind and the collar interpreting the request very differently. However when Riordan went to help Lea off, Cortia followed. The Sage did not stop them, letting go as the two pulled Lea free, leaving his cock free and slick. Though after a moment the old man clicked his fingers once more, his robes appearing on him once more, plus a letter.<b>"Royal orders with the Queen's royal seal."</b>Holding the letter out to the group, Cortia taking the letter and examining it, showing it to the rest of the group.<br/><br/>The cleric frowned at her examinations, it was the Queens mark alright, a harpy with her wings crossed over herself, but that in itself was odd.<b>"Not the Kings seal on here though?"</b>It seemed now the sex was all over Cortia could be a tad more like herself now, granted her free hand clutched her holy symbol and the group could tell the priestess was muttering prayers under her breath.<br/><br/>The Sage gave a shrug, though otherwise didn't move from his seat.<b>"He's been more reluctant to pitch aid in, she came to me herself about this issue, though help I can offer is limited."</b><br/><br/>Cortia frowned but handed the letter to Desira, trusting her to look it over magically. While she handled that, the Cleric removed the strap-on from herself and quickly dressed into her priestly vestments, wanting to get some modesty quickly.<br/><br/>The seal wasn't just a physical thing, a competent forger could fake a royal mark after all. In the royal wax was magic and on quick examination the two magical experts of the group could see it hadn't been tampered with, backing the authenticity. There also was no other enchantment on the paper, so it wasn't about to explode in the groups face.<br/><br/>Once the letter was opened the elegant handwriting of the Queen was easily readable and it said:<br/><br/><b><i><div style="text-align: center">'To whomever receives this letter<br/>
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My son's are gone and I fear the worse. My husband is unable to spare the manpower to search outside the city, but he has allowed this mission. I beg of you, to find my lost boys, I can not accept they're dead, not without proof. Should you accept this mission, my old friend, Sage Alexander, will provide you a sack of one hundred gold pieces, per person.  Should you come back successful I shall grant each of you any reward that it is within my power to give.<br/>
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Show this letter to any of the Royal Guard and you shall have their full cooperation in this matter. I wish you all luck, bring my children home safe.<br/>
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Queen Isabelle, First of her name.'​</div></i></b>