In the golden city of Ves, in his small studio, Lars Aprthe was told that he would be rewarded for his work. The man presses the paper, an inkwell and his caligraphic pen to write a letter to the Duke of Vintas.
”To his grace, Sergius I of the House of Merentel, Duke of Vintas.
I am going to write these humble words to his grace to inform you that my person will not be able to preside at the ceremony.
The political and military institution that you represent imperial and divine will, has repeatedly, in recent months, offended my person by the lack of respect due to a man who, if I am allowed to remember them, has served his cause without asking any compensation.
Because I am a man who, in truth, makes his virtue, it would be hypocritical on my part to accept to participate in this ceremony.
My best regards, Lars Aprthe, Merchant.
City of Ves, Bracchus Backstreet 4.”
The letter would be delivered to the Vintas authorities through a letter holder.