[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: Quadling Country]
"A letter of invitation," Grimm said after a short moment as he finished scanning the contents of the parchment that had been sealed within the white envelope. His gauntleted fingers held the paper steady for only a heartbeat longer before lowering it slightly. "It appears to be formally written as well. And according to the signature…" he added, pausing briefly as if confirming what he had already read, "it comes directly from the Good Witch herself."
"The Good Witch?" the Cowardly Lion echoed immediately, his ears twitching as confusion spread plainly across his face. His brows furrowed, and his mouth parted slightly as he tried to make sense of the situation. "B-but why would she do that? I mean—why would she send you a letter like that?"
He looked between Grimm and the paper as if hoping one of them might reveal the missing piece of logic.
