Chapter 98: Longtime Ally
The moment Ambrose claimed he carried news from the Golden Kingdom, the elf who had been watching him frowned. Though the elf stood far away, as long as Ambrose could sense the elf, he would also be able to detect minute shifts in the elf's features.
The Letterman representative before Ambrose was likewise taken aback.
"The Golden Kingdom? A message from the Dwarven King? That is not something to joke about."
"Report it," Ambrose replied calmly. "You'll know whether or not it's a joke soon enough. Of course, you could also expel me right now. But don't you want to keep your options open? Are you truly unwilling to hear the Dwarven King's offer before war breaks out, before you sign any contract with the elves?"
He smiled with utter confidence.
An undead wore only the expression he wished others to see. Anyone else would be hard-pressed to tell truth from falsehood.
The Letterman noble pondered for a moment, then said, "Very well. Esteemed guest, please follow me."
The elf Ambrose had been watching vanished swiftly into the distance, likely to report to his superiors.
Ambrose boarded a carriage with the noble guide, passing through the satellite town outside the main city.