Sir Entonie ab Belleford, Grand Master of Knights Lithmorran &c, to his only Sovereign Majesty, Queen ab Samael of Lithmore,
Your Most Excellent Majesty will find here within, a detail of dishonor, a listing of shame and a role of future redemption. It is now nigh half a year since Your Majesty has taken my oath of solidarity, servitude, restraint, cunctation, and prevarication upon issues of Politick and Bureaucracy. Your Majesty will find, I am sure, no deviation in that. I do not possess the gall or emotional fortitude to ask for a revolution in Your Majesty’s thinking, but I am perfectly willing to display each fact in narrative that the issues may be brought to a Head by personal contemplation alone. I pray we shall be united upon this Article.
One of our own, Former and Late Squire Lirems Greson, has proven beyond the most speculative and contemptuous of doubts that he bore the taint of Magery and knowledge of Daravi systems. I should fear, and rightly so, that the details I will reveal unto you may cause distress behind your eyes from the unholy and provocative nature of the tale. Should this be the case, yet Your Majesty remain with child to hear the rest of it (a pardon begged for expression’s sake), I shall at once to your Demesne to recount the facts as censured as Your Majesty should wish it.
He attempted, by use of cursed fire, to rescue the Renarde sentenced to execution. Fortunately, he failed on that Head and was quickly detained for cleansing. There have been many rumors circulating through the foul mill of lies and deceits that he was spy for the Daravi. I can neither confirm nor contest this beyond saying he, by his own words, admitted to it. I do know, as strongly as any one man can know any one fact, that he was in communication with the mages of Lithmore and privy to both our system of warrants and their system of evasion.
I write to you as your most humbled and obedient servant, to request forgiveness for my ineptitude as a Knight. We, myself strongly included, were not able to detect the taint in this boy and were unable to see his foul intentions. I pray Your Majesty will not lose faith in our time honored organization and will continue to support our function in merit and word.
I hope that, with Your Majesty’s blessing, I may move to restore that which enemies of the Kingdom and the Order have so happily thought destroyed. In the day of our future Amity, Your Majesty’s banners shall be covered in Glory and Honor fore’er.
I fear, Your Majesty, that I should draw my testament to a close, as I run towards the end of my parchment and scrape nearly bottom in my inkpot.
Your Humble and Devoted Servant &c,
Sir Belleford, Grand Master