Chapter 5: This Isn’t Normal Around Here, Is it?
Noah took a few deep breaths to calm himself. He was able to punch a door clean off its hinges. Who knew what he’d do to whoever was behind that door.
There was another knock on the door and he almost snapped, if not for his experience at controlling his emotions while doing business.
If this was just another noble trying to rope him into some kind of scheme, maybe, just maybe, he’ll have to use his fists in order to stop whoever else was coming.
Nothing made a statement more than a punch to the jaw.
He stomped to the door and swung it open, only to see a nervous-looking servant clutching a letter.
"A message for you, my lord." The servant said with a hurried bow before practically shoving the letter into Noah’s hands and scurrying off.
Noah frowned, closing the door behind him as he tore open the wax seal.
The parchment was smooth, expensive, and carried the faint scent of lemons. But it was the message itself that really threw him off.
"You’re welcome."
That was it. Just two words, scrawled in an elegant but slightly chaotic handwriting.
Noah blinked. "What the hell?"