My hand was shaking and I couldn't will it to stop. I had forgotten that Tieron was my real last name. “Good day Miss Tieron.” He said in a raspy even tone. The wiry man seemed to recognize me immediately although his foul expression led me to believe that he wasn’t pleased by my presence. Within a few seconds, a tall, watery eyed, middleaged man answered the door. Once inside the Bergnum’s gates, I pulled out the little envelope with my note enclosed from the cuff of my sleeve, and knocked on the door using the large lion's head shaped knocker. I could see the balconies of the Capius Estate from where I stood. I slowed down as I approached the Bergnum’s mansion, and turned around to make sure that I hadn't been seen, or followed. I also didn’t want to return with the evidence of dirt on my skirt. By doing that, it enabled me to widen my stride. My dress was twisting around my ankles along with a whirlpool of dirt, so I cinched the fabric at my hips, which raised the hem a bit.
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