You read what is written on a honeyed sheet of tea-stained stationery:
(This letter smells faintly of cinnamon, the paper barely indented from
the elegant, looping script filling it and spilling azure ink across the
page)

Sir Romaan,

While I do intend to respect the edicts, having to wait for someone to
walk me to the market to purchase a letter is a quest in foolishness
brought about by bitter hearts. I hold no ill will, and so request you
return a missive to act as an escort by your own person to the places I
am most frequent to visit, which I have listed below. I do hope this is
amicable to the situation, and I am not being a bother by drawing up the
example beneath. I do hope this letter finds you in good health, Prince,
and that our troubles be lifted from our shoulders posthaste.

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To Whom It May Concern,

This notice is to show that Tremula Nitraedes, the Minister of Peace and
Oberst of the Sentinels of Hallifax, has my permission to visit the
locations listed as if I were escorting her personally. Having served
the Light in her past and showing no ill will towards our Kingdom, I
offer this as a gift to our unfortunate refugee. Any differentiation
from the paths below must show her accompanied by the appropriate
official.

Locations Permitted:

The Crossroads of Redemption, and the remainder of our park.
The New Celest Post Office.
The Pool of Stars (sparingly).
The Star Palace.
The Theatre and Library.
The Syrinx Plaza Hotel.
The Shopping District.
The Deep Blue Cathedral.
The Wharf.
The Outer Wall.
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The Glomborolum.

By my royal hand,

Your signature.

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Once more, I hope this is seen as me attempting to be helpful towards
the situation that attempting to skirt rules. Please do write me again
at your earliest convenience, and give my best to the rest of the Star
Council.

Your Guest,

T. Nitraedes
A honeyed sheet of tea-stained stationery is holding:
Nothing.
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