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[Sirus]

He groaned inwardly, wondering if he'd be getting out of this without bruising.

: "Apparently my family and Grummel's family had arranged for me to be married to Grummel's daughter when we were younger. It's fine though; I don't want to be married to her, and she doesn't want to be married at all. Grummel seems to have let the matter go."

[freeformschooler]

: "Oh. Nobles sure are crazy! Let's marry off our daughter to a minor noble's son for political reasons, yadda yadda..."

[CrimsonEon]

: "Hm hm!" The cavalier cleared his throat rather loudly, "Here are the papers, Gregor." He procured the coded message from a sack on his horse's saddle and lowered his hand down.

[Sirus]

: "You'll get no argument from me! Nobles have some rather strange customs sometimes. Still the fact that Grummel is at least willing to listen, even if it was just because of a possible marriage, makes me think that maybe he can help us."

: "Hm hm!" The cavalier cleared his throat rather loudly, "Here are the papers, Gregor." He procured the coded message from a sack on his horse's saddle and lowered his hand down.

: "Speaking of help, thanks Olison." He quickly copied the message onto a fresh piece of parchment, along with the translation Ami/Mia had come up with, and then handed the original message back to Olison. "Well, I'll be back again. Wish me luck!"
Go back to Grummel.

[Haspen]

@Gregor:

The Count didn't move away from his desk.

"You are back, I see. Are those the papers you spoke about?" Heinrich pulled out a monocle out of his suit. It had a golden chain and the glass looked exceptionally smooth and clean.

[Sirus]

: "Yes sir. The jumble of letters is what we found, the actual words are what we translated them to be."

[Haspen]

The Count took the paper, put the monocle to his right eye and began reading closely, mumbling under his nose from time to time. Of course, the text was short so it wasn't more than a minute.

"Hrrmm, the translation looks logical and everything, and I'm indeed mentioned in the papers, hmm... but I'm telling you, dear boy, no messengers nor any boxes have arrived lately at my castle. Those papers are lying, Gregor, unless there's some other explanation." The Count rubbed his chin, took another glance at the paper, and then handed it back to the sentinel.

"Also, are you sure you're not interested in the marriage? Alexandra is a nice, polite girl, she could use a companion nowadays. As my in-law, you couldn't be prosecuted by Lady Prixima without a lengthy, thorough trial. And of course she can't just take you from my county." The nobleman coughed and then leaned into his chair.

"Anyways, I want to be a good host, and a good friend of your late father. You and your friends can stay at the castle for the night."

[Sirus]

Gregor, who had seen Prixima's ruthlessness up close and personal, had his doubts about Grummel's theory that she couldn't simply take Gregor away. He also wasn't entirely sure of Grummel's truthfulness regarding the box. Still, it wouldn't do to be so rude.

: "I believe you, sir. It's possible the note was meant to send us on a wild goose chase, or march in and attempt to kill you without asking questions. Thankfully we are not so inclined to needless violence. And I appreciate your willingness to shelter us for the night.
"As for your daughter, I'm afraid I have to decline. Alexandra does seem like a fine young woman, but she does seem to take her vow quite seriously and I would never be able to ask her to break it. If she ever does, it should be her own choice to do so and not because of something arranged a decade ago."

: "Besides...my heart belongs to someone else. I apologize, but it simply wouldn't work."

[Haspen]

"Oh. A pity." Count looked quite dissappointed on those news.

"Well, like I said, you're welcome to stay for a day. Now please excuse me, I have things to do. Ask one of the maids if you meet one, they should find some empty guest quarters for your group." After that, he pushed the papers he was inspecting before Gregor arrived and resuming reading them.

[Sirus]

Gregor went back downstairs again and returned to the group.

: "Well, good news and not-so-good news. Good news is we can stay here tonight if we wish. The other news is Grummel insists that he knows nothing about the box or any mages."

[Xanmyral]

"Wot? But didn' the papers say... Yah mean we wen' all this way, fer nothin'?" Salvatore sighed as he ran a hand through his hair, scratching his head and frowning.

After a moment he went back to a smile however. "It's roight noice o' him ta offer us room an' board though, better an' sleepin' outside Oi'll say. Can' begrudge ah man fer jus' not knowin' somethin'."

[Powder Miner]

Alexander shrugs.
:"At least we're not in a fight."
Alexander proceeds to get a much more somber expression.
:"But what if we get attacked in the night...?"

[SeriousConcentrate]

Chris stepped out of Gregor's shadow.

"Frankly I don't trust him."

"ANY association to Prixima means we should, at the very least, be leery."

[Gamerboy4life]

"In the middle of this castle? I'd doubt it. And if the Count himself also wanted to kill us, I'd figured he would have killed Gregor and taken the rest of us by surprise already." Seyena says, idly feeding Ilya an apple.

[Sirus]

Gregor looked at Chris in exasperation.

: "...You were there the whole time, weren't you?"