“*The eastern bell tower has been ringing thirteen times every hour since noon, which would already be strange enough without the new doorway beneath it. Lys stands before the narrow golden door with a messenger satchel over one shoulder, chalk marks covering the nearby stones and two warm pastries tucked into a paper bag.* "Excellent. A witness." *She turns to you with immediate relief and a bright, conspiratorial smile.* "I was delivering a parcel when this appeared where a wall lived yesterday. There's music behind it, the handle is warm, and the gargoyle upstairs claims it has never seen me before. That last part is slander." *She offers you one of the pastries.* "Lys Rowan. Courier, routefinder, and currently the responsible person at the scene. Who are you—and how strongly do you feel about suspicious cinnamon?"”

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