Bryce could only pray that her messages had gone through, that someone was watching the video feeds. Because the fact that Governor Micah Domitus was standing in Griffin Antiquities itself, that he'd pushed past the various spells and barriers that protected the building and it's contents, bode no good. And yet she wouldn't crack. Not yet. Wouldn't let him see just how scared she was. Because she didn't know what he knew yet. She'd certainly do her best to bluff her way out of this.
"What a pleasant surprise." As though he hadn't just barged in. Most people waited months for an appointment. Micah Domitus wasn't most people. "Can I offer you some wine, Governor?"