The thirty-seven items became fifty-three by midday.
Oryn presented the updated list with the expression of a man who had anticipated this and had opinions about it that he was professionally containing. He set the correspondence stack on the council table in three organized groups and stood back with his hands clasped and waited for someone to acknowledge the reality of what they were looking at.
Caelan looked at it for a moment.
“The third stack,” he said.
“Old world representatives who received the council summary and have questions,” Oryn said. “Twenty-one letters. Arrived through the seam crossing this morning via Dane’s relay system.”
“We have a relay system now,” I said.
“Dane established it two weeks ago,” Oryn said. “It is efficient and I am choosing to be pleased about its
