1098 Gossip and Politics

"What is that and how did it get past the defensive spells on the Parliament?" Someone was demanding.

The voice sounded youthful, so likely not the speaker, who was a wizened old crone, well past her first century, and possibly her second as well.

There was a fair bit of shouting before the sound of a gavel on a desk silenced them.

"The letter is addressed to the Leadership of the One World Government. That is all of us collectively. I detect no harmful magic on it, only a calming perfume charm, which is customary for formal invitations." The ancient voice slowly spoke.

That should be the speaker. It certainly sounded the way that she had looked through the portal.

Wolfe kept half his attention on the words from the portal as he prepared to send out the invitations to the Covens.