Prince Russel sighed as he looked out the window of the office. "Nothing about this situation strikes me as normal. We're missing something here, and it's got to be deeper than the surface politics."
Dominic frowned. "I barely understand that much. I get that everyone is concerned about what is going on in Dagos, and with the Skiple Academy's missing members. But I don't even know the names of half the people involved."
Prince Russel shrugged. "Well, you'll learn them sooner or later. You're in a bit of an odd position. Most of the senior Nobles of the region grew up together. We either went to school together, or we met regularly at holidays. Our parents know each other, our businesses work together.
None of that is true for you, and now you're here in the middle of nowhere, and you don't even get a regular mail service delivery."
Dominic blinked slowly. "There is a regular mail service?"
"How did you think that we all communicated?"
