Earls of Chester

Chapter IV:

Solomon left the castle to go in search of the mail in the town. Rex was in charge of delivering home telegrams, but any kind of different assignment had to be withdrawn at his grandmother's place.

He was very worried about the girl they had met that morning and who was staying with them now. While he couldn't say why Kaiba had decided to help her, he had some suspicion of what might be happening. He wished that girl wasn't a rat, though he remembered what had happened and he doubted it.

Kaiba stepped into the wagon while still looking at the bench. He could have sworn he had seen the carpet move. To feel laughter ... to see things move ... He was going crazy. Or not…

He crouched beside the bench and he lifted the rug.

"What the hell…?"

Kaiba's shout caused Solomon to stop the wagon abruptly and he managed to get Seto to hit his forehead against the edge of the seat. The old man got out of the carriage and ran the curtain to see what was happening. He found the chestnut leaning against the wall and rubbing his forehead. But he was pushed by a white long-haired girl who wanted to run out of the wagon. In spite of his age, Solomon had the reflexes enough to take her of the wrist with great strength and prevent that she escaped.

"Seems like you were right and you were not insane, Seto"

"You meant Lord Kaiba" he warned as he descended, adjusting his fringes. "What I can't explain is how she could enter without being noticed, when I asked you to stay and watch."

Well, that was a very direct indirect. But what did he want? He was either a driver or a security employee. Both at the same time neither dream it. He would already teach that boy to have respect for misters of experience like him. He looked at the floor and said:

"I'm sorry, Lord Kaiba."

"Forget it," was the answer he got. Seto looked at the girl, obviously waiting for an explanation. "What were you doing hiding there?"

"I…"

"Seto, it's clear she came in when you were meeting Crawford. If she hides it is because she is fleeing from justice. I myself noticed that the officers were desperately searching for someone. She must be a delinquent."

"That's not true!" the girl protested, trying to break free.

"I believe you," Kaiba told him.

"Oh, yes?" asked Solomon, his eyes narrowed and his face close to Kaiba. He was angry. Was that girl's word better than his?

"Of course," Seto smirked at Salomon, then he turned his look back to her. "But to help you we need to know the truth." He stared into her eyes, trying to get her to trust him. She nodded and he continued. "Tell us if you were fleeing from Crawford."

She nodded again, and that triggered Solomon's anger.

"I told you, Kaiba." He looked completely out of control, too angry. "All we'll do for you is return you to the cell you escaped from!"

"Alright..." Kaiba scratched his head. The girl opened her eyes in surprise; hadn't Kaiba said he would help her? "... I think I know how to help you."

"That you know what ?!"

Well, that's the way it was. Seto must have something against Crawford. He always got into trouble where he was involved.

He reached the post house and entered. Donna, the woman who attended it was about fifty years old, she had a blond hair that still retained its sheen despite the passage of time. Her blue eyes widened as she saw Mr. Mouto enter the house and smiled.

"Mr. Solomon, good morning."

"How are you, Lady Donna? I came for the mail ... Is there something for us?"

"I think so ... Let me see ..." she went to a cabinet of many drawers and she opened one which had got the inscription Kaiba/Mouto. She took out two envelopes and returned to the counter. "There is one for his grandson who arrived this morning and another for Count Kaiba who was brought yesterday."

"Let's see," he said taking them and checking them, he wanted to see if any of them were from Roux Anne, the real one. And he was right, that woman had sent a telegram to Kaiba. He had to read it ... even though Donna was a witness.

"Will you open it?" she asked, frowning at him.

"I have to," Solomon replied, breaking the envelope. He read it and said: "It can't be…"

"What happens?"

"Nothing," Solomon said, putting the mail in his coat pocket. "Donna, if someones asks when those telegrams arrived, say they were sent today, please."

"Okay, but ..."

She couldn't say anything else. The old man had left the shop quickly. He got into the wagon and drove at full speed.

Seto was very worried and it was not because of the strong pain of the wound on his back or the dizziness caused by the blow to his head. Where the hell had that animal come from? He knew very well all the horses in his stable, and that did not belong to him. In addition, because of his knowledge of zoology, which was basic, he knew the horses had no green, blue or sky blue eyes.

He didn't know who the animal's owner was, but he would find the him and get rid of both.

It didn't take much to reach the house. And that was good, he still had other problems to solve.

Joey entered the room running, followed by Tristan and Tea felt a chill run down her back. It was the second time on the day they entered that way and seeing the antecedents -not only of that day, but also others -, it was not a good sign.

"And now what's happening?" Yami asked, quite disturbed too.

"Mr. Kaiba is back and …"

"Joey:"Yami said in a loud and hard tone, clearly annoyed, "you don't have to enter like this every time Kaiba returns to the castle. Otherwise, you can pack your things to get out of here. Same goes for you, Tristan."

"But Mr. Kaiba is wounded!" Tristan shouted desperately.

"What?"

Tea ran out of the castle. When she got outside, she saw his younger brother help Seto get off the horse. She kept approaching, and when she reached, she took his arm to support him. She quickly realized that his whole back was stained with blood.

"What happened, Seto?" she asked as Tristan and Joey stood beside her.

"Nothing, I just fell off the horse."