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The doorbell rang, and a man arrived, whom she received with a stern frown as she remained unsatisfied, due to all the problems generated by my presence. The letter had a strange scent, yet she went to talk to a companion. According to what the girl understood, she should go along with him to honor a call of agreement between the wizards and lords, in addition to a so-called duke who was waiting for her, to join my mother on the other side of the city. So, when this particular day was the next day when a messenger arrived. It came with a warning, in which a request and indication that my kind godmother should be taken to the other side of the portal, a messenger and a companion who should arrive took her almost bent over. When that gentleman in black and white tie reappeared, as much as the girl noticed that Mrs. Natasha even though she came to call me to say goodbye, when I received another companion, who came to introduce herself, being mediated by a man in a suit, tall and with long clothes. - I works for your father. - He said. When at that time, when I introduced myself, even in the same place as if he had never left. - Hello, my beautiful, my name is Lagertha — he said —, don't forget Lagertha and Frigg, Ludovich Knopfler Inn. I replied that I remembered having seen him before. - Now, darling, be so kind as to sit here next to me. - Don't worry, there's no need. Mrs. Natasha, I don't need to inform you, as I was aware of the affairs of your former tutor who will now be sent to another world, just like Miss Gunhild. – It said. In that her goods must be sent along with her, and that this lady, now that your aunt must go to another kingdom, you must be happy that one day you will meet, but not now, so, you must be carefree. - You know, my aunt, sir! – The young woman said. - Don't worry, this situation is really useless to maintain an illusion when each of them could even gain from it. – When Mr. Lagertha said softly. Your aunt in fact, even if not legal. - He said. - Now, don't worry! - Do not Cry! Don't tremble! Mrs. Natasha, no doubt our little friend has heard about... of... a... case... 'Schatten der Dunkelheit und Barrieren der Dunkelheit". - I never heard. – Mrs. Natasha said. - Now it will be possible. - He said. When Mr. Lagertha continued, putting on his glasses. Why doesn't our little friend need to worry that she has never heard of 'Schatten der Dunkelheit und Barrieren der Dunkelheit"? I shook my head, wondering what this could be. - Oh, I know, you've never heard of 'Schatten der Dunkelheit und Barrieren der Dunkelheit"? – When Mr. Lagertha never thought about it, he asked, while he was looking over his glasses at me, slowly turning the case, as if It was like he was caressing something, but at that time, when did we know about one of the biggest cases in the forum? - I have no knowledge, 'Schatten der Dunkelheit und Barrieren der Dunkelheit" the... um... this true monument of forensic practice, in which (I will say) all the difficulties, as for the ancient power, you must understand that the agreements are still valid, no matter the time. - He said. - Even with all contingencies, all masterful fictions, all forms of process known in that court between mystical forces and powers. - How are they presented, repeatedly one after the other? This is a cause that could not exist outside of this free and great country. - Now, I can say, Mrs. Natasha, that the amount of the costs of 'Schatten der Dunkelheit und Barrieren der Dunkelheit" (I was afraid that I was addressing her, because I was not paying attention) currently amounts to sixty to seventy thousand dollars! – In what Mr. Lagertha, leaning back in the chair said when talking to her. At that time, I felt like the most ignorant and deplorable creature, but what could I do? Hey, I didn't have any knowledge of the subject, even after that time when I didn't understand it, I still didn't know how I could know. - So, even if in reality, she never heard of the cause? – That gentleman asked. Someone there warned. -Lagertha. – So, it's surprising. - She said. — Miss Gunhild, sir — replied Mrs. Natasha — who is now among the seraphim... — I hope so, I'm sure — said Mr. Lagertha, politely. - Even though I wanted Ester to only know what could be useful to her. As long as other than the little you learned here, no one else knows. - So, it's very good. – Mr. Lagertha said. - So when, I'm speaking generally, very fair. Now let's get to the important stuff," he said, addressing me. - Knowing that Miss Gunhild, having been sent to another dark dimension, even though she was his only relative (indeed that is so, as I am forced to observe that this moment has to have a change. – He said. - Legally, you have no other relative who can replace you, and naturally, it is not expected that Mrs. Natasha... - I know, I understand, what you mean, what do you mean, about all these problems, - When Mrs. Natasha said, quickly. — That's right — agreed Mr. Lagertha — ... that Mrs. Natasha takes care of the maintenance and support, I ask that you don't be nervous, don't worry, hold on a little, miss. - I believe that you are in a position to receive the renewal of an offer, which I was instructed to do. - All this so that Miss Gunhild a couple of years ago and who, despite being rejected, was then, was understood to be renewable now, after the regrettable circumstances that occurred. Now, if I frankly declare that I represent. - In the midst of this, in which Schatten der Dunkelheit und Barrieren der Dunkelheit" and others, a highly humanitarian man, but at the same time unique. - Now, what should I commit to any delay in my professional caution? – At that time, Mr. Lagertha asked. At that time, when he sat back in the chair again and calmly looked at the two of us. He seemed to enjoy the sound of his own voice more than anything. Knowing that I had to admire myself, as he had a soft and full voice and gave great importance to every word he said. That man listened to himself with obvious satisfaction and often, slowly, marked the beat of his own music with his head, or came up with a phrase with his hand. All of this made a deep impression on me, even after I learned that he had taken as a model a great lord of his client and that he was generally called Lagertha Conversa. - Now that she's meeting Mr. Lookahead. – That man continued to report. - Ah... well, I would say with great sadness, in this position of our little friend, he offers to place her in a first-class establishment, where her education will be completed. Our time, everything would be guaranteed a good chance of comfort, where her reasonable desires will be divined, where she will have eminent abilities, all of this to fulfill her duty in the state of life to which she is called... I don't know if I can say, given the situation which was expected. My heart was overflowing, both because of what he said and because of his affected way of saying it, and I couldn't speak, even though I tried. - You know, Mr. Lookahead. – The man then continued in his reports, meanwhile, in which he was imposing a series of conditions; in which this only manifests the desire that our little friend should at no time move from the establishment in question. - Only under your approval and knowledge. – The man reported, she seemed like a prisoner of the conditions. – The other thought. - Even if she faithfully dedicates herself to acquiring that knowledge that she will later have to use. - Even if it modifies and even makes changes, how much it can reform and pave the paths of virtue and honor, and... the... um... etc... I felt increasingly unable to speak, the word was a prisoner, forcing me to accept certain conditions, which I was obliged to do due to countless agreements that my parents made. - Well, what does this say about our little friend? – As Mr. Lagertha said. - Don't rush, don't rush! - Now I will wait for your answers. – The other said. - Take your time. - He said. I don't need to repeat what the helpless woman tried to say, that she was the creature to whom such an offer was made. I could more easily tell what she said, if it was worth telling. What she felt, and will feel until the hour of her death, she could never relate.