"Good morning," says Tea. "This is Arcane. He says that he is the Queenscourt's best sorcerer, that we have a hundred and ninety-two days before anyone comes looking for him, that I am outrageously good at crafting orders for a mortal but that he could likely get away from me eventually if I started letting him do things, that he found your gate over the Valley Continent because he can sense harmonics, and that if I hadn't overpowered him he would have been compelled to conquer the planet because a mortal world where sorcery can be done is a nearly unparallelled threat to the Queenscourt. He is currently permitted to breathe and nondeceptively speak. What do you suggest I do with him?"