Dawn cracked the waxen seal of the rolled parchment and began to delicately unravel it. She read the words silently to herself, Your Majesty, It is with great gratitude and appreciation I extend my most sincerest thanks to the Royal Guard and their efforts in finding the Golden Oak. Please accept these as a token of my thanks. Yours in Service, Lord Derrick Mornwok of Vesper She set the parchment beside her and examined the jewels that had come with the post. Dawn had never been an admirer of such garish adornment and so she sent them to Tavalia's office, knowing she enjoyed indulging material wealth. Dawn turned her focus to Commander Foxx, still standing at attention. "I trust locating the Golden Oak did not prove too troublesome Commander?" Dawn Questioned. "Not at all Majesty, the Guard preformed with great bravery and valor" Foxx said with a reaffirming nod. In his mind though, Foxx knew the mission was anything but ordinary. Surely Mornwok commanded a healthy bit of wealth, but to beckon the Royal Guard as if they were his errand boys? It did not sit well with him. "Will there be anything else Majesty?" Drake stood at attention. "Yes Commander, there is one pressing matter yet left unresolved..." Drake Foxx could feel his tongue go dry and a growing lump in his throat, Dawn continued, "The whereabouts of Scarlet Von Trinsic..."