A letter is left for Gilroy. Once again, it is placed just inside the entrance to the Dark Temple. At this point, the High Worm will recognize the handiwork of his Sheriff: cheap envelope and paper, crisp and clean; small, precise handwriting in red ink. The slightest hint of burning flesh.
My Seneschal, Regent, and Bishop,
If you have the time, I would like to speak with you. There are matters to discuss that pertain to all three of your titles. Please let me know when might be convenient.
As always, I am at your service.
—RC
PS: If you would permit it, could we meet in the Dark Temple?