Attn: Kvothe
In the main room is a little box. A note next to it is folded and reads:
Kvothe:
I hope you recognize my gift. Consider it a warning. Do as I tell you and perhaps I will release him to you in due time. Do not and he will suffer for it. Send your response through the girl Iphigenia. I’m sure you wouldn’t risk anything terribly untoward and permanent happening to your friend.
Regards.
Inside the box is the so called “gift” - an eyeball, bloody but largely intact, and a bright, pupilless blue that belongs to one person. The blood is fresh, enough of an indicator to someone thinking that the person it was taken from is still alive, and was when it was gouged out.