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Chapter 7
Dusk had fallen on the world, but there was no lessening in the activities of this boisterous town. As always the night was bright and filled with people laughing, drinking, heading down the well travelled path to the famous Fisher Lagoon's, or marvelling at the vast empty expanse of what had once been the castle of Vlad Balazs. The place had been so deadly, so riddled with numberless horrors that as of yet no one dared build upon the ruined sight, nor even walk there.
The young courier looked around bright eyed. Born in a small frontier town, he had been raised to fear the night, and had assumed everyone else did as well. Feeling slightly uncomfortable, and yet also elated he began to attempt to find his way through the tangle of streets.
Finally he stopped a passing lady who appeared to be reasonably dressed and kind of face.
"M'am, could you be so good as to tell me where I might find this adress?"
She smiled and glanced at the address, her smile faltered only slightly. "Are you certain this is correct young man?"
He nodded. "I am a courier m'am and I always make my deliveries."
"I'm sorry to seem so rude, it is only that most outsiders would avoid this man at all costs. You really needn't be frightened though for in truth, he has been very good to us in Krahausen."
"I was told not to be frightened when I accepted this post, so I naturally assumed he would be eccentric." He chuckled good naturedly.
"Eccentric...perhaps, he is a Noble."
The couriers smile vanished in a flash as his stomach did a backflip.
The woman proceeded to give him directions and a final pat on the back. The poor boy stood imobolized for a long time, but finally his consciense, and desire to retain his perfect record won out and he began to walk swiftly through the crowded streets.
"You recieved a letter today sir, it seems a rather pretty hand compared to your usual post." The stern old woman laughed. How one person could be so completely hard and completely jovial at the same time was baffling, but this woman had managed it. And that, combined with her complete lack of natural fear was why the baron had hired her on as his maid.
The beautiful creature lowered his book so elegantly it might have made the woman cry, except that her eyes glittered instead with some hidden knowledge. He took the letter with a slender gloved hand and briefly glanced at the address.
"You may go Lydie." He finally acknowledged with an amused sparkle in his own eye.
She abruptly turned and left. Lydie smiled at herself as she traversed the hall, she knew that she was supposed to fear him and all, but instead she was quite fond of the fellow and wished him well. She had just picked up her broom and begun to sweep when the bell rang.
"hmm." She muttered as she set down the broom and adjusted her apron. She opened the door assuming it would be one of the usual visitors or some tough trying to make a name for himself, instead it was an upstanding young man.
"What can I do for you son?" She chuckled good naturedly at his fear stricken face.
"I...I am to deliver this...i..in person." He stammered.
"In person hmm. You're a brave one aren't you."
He stood as tall and straight as he could.
Lydie laughed. "There, there, you've nothing to fear. I'll go and get him." She walked a few steps, then turned, "Oh, and well done son, your folks should be proud."
She knocked at the door once more and heard the customary 'in.'
"I'm glad you are back Lydie, I shall require my horse and provisions for a journey immediately."
"Yes sir...right away!" She stammered a little at the unexpected request. " But first there is a nice young courier at the door waiting for you. He's quite terrified, but was instructed to deliver the message in person."
"How unusual." The blue vision calmly replied, " I will see him now."
The Noble walked down the quiet hall, perfectly straight and dressed in shimmering blue as the moonlight flowed in through the high windows, and he was such a vision of manly strength and beauty that the poor couriers knees actually began to shake. He had heard about Nobles but nothing had prepared him to actually meet one face to face.
The baron stopped a few feet away, and his perfect lips turned up in an amused smile. "I hear you have a message for me." He said finally.
"Y..yes I..I d..do." The boy stammered holding out the letter.
The Baron glanced at it briefly, than raised an elegant eyebrow ever so slightly. "Why this is from D."
The boy started, he hadn't realized that he had taken his commision from the famous hunter, and felt a swell of pride.
"And now here," The Baron dropped a handful of gold coins into the boys hand that made his eyes bulge.
"Well done, your task is complete."
Byron Balazs smiled to himself as he walked down the hall, the young man called out his thanks and made a hasty retreat.
"Baron,
Have just been hired to retrieve a girl from the Van Heisill clan. Think you might know her. I'm heading South to Ransylva for supplies.
D
It must be hard sitting around in your castle."
Byron laughed causing Lydie who was still in the hall to jump, then he stood and swiftly began to prepare.
