"Ohhhhhh, you're looking for Corsairs?" Natalia said, nodding with sudden comprehension. "I of course am willing to help, Dame, but you understand that I do not deal in contraband? Which of course, any package delivered to an enemy of the state would be?"

She hummed, and considered. "Though-- I suppose there was that one visitor, who asked for especial care with the package. They said they were a perfumer, but Divine, what a stench! I still don't know what it could have been, or why a perfumer would need something that smells that awful!"