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We returned to the road and hailed another carriage. The chill breeze followed us home and the clear sky darkened as the wind brought with it black clouds. Asher helped me out of the carriage, but my feet had hardly touched the sidewalk when a young man of fifteen hurried up to us. He wore a clean white suit with a white undershirt, and there was a patch on his arm with a stitched house and hill beside it.
He bowed low to Asher and held out his white-gloved hand. In it was a crisp white envelope. "Lord Nilogh, Lady Ida requested that I give this to you personally."
"Thank you," Asher replied as he tipped the young man a gold coin.
The young man's eyes widened and his face lit up with a smile before he tipped his white cap. "Thank you, My Lord! And have a pleasant day!" He sc
