Torundel the Shitposter! part IX
Torundel couldn't get a word over his lips. Opposite him in the best chair of the house sat Count B, his rival and most hated enemy. A handsome man ten years his junior.
»I'm sure we can both agree that you will make a plentiful profit from this. I know that you paid very little for her,« the Count said conciliatory. »I admire your ability to find low cost wives. Who would have thought such a magnificent creature could be found in the house of a peddler!« He placed a piece of paper in front of Torundel. »I pay you 12 Angels for her! There's a compensation included for emotional loss and money for a valet until you buy a new wife. Sign man! If you deny me I will destroy you!«
Torundel took the pen and signed the paper. The Count smiled happily.
»Now this is settled, I have a favour to ask you as the learned man you are. I have received a letter – according to my scholars written in a magnificent style that bear comparison with the old masters. This letter was protected by something called the anon rules, which seems to imply that I can't know who sent it!«
Torundel couldn't get a word over his lips.
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