01-28-2012, 11:36 AM
The trek had grated on Sebastian's nerves somewhat.Though he spoke occasionally, he and Amy conversed rarely. He had been unable to say a single word to Hadley, who had traipsed meekly behind Sebastian and Amy. He'd fetched his own meals, wary of anything Amy might try to slip him. He didn't doubt that she might try to make a slave out of him if it suited her purpose. The trip took three days, and now, at midday, the mismatched trio finally reached Halifax.
For whatever reason, Amy had chosen not to bring the wagon into the city. Not that anyone would mind, as the city was empty and desolate. Hadley looked good. Despite the difference in their heights, he reminded Sebastian of a short Jazper with his new clothes.
Sebastian led the way to the house quickly, flinging open the trapdoor and gathering up the box of matches he had left at the top of the underground staircase. He took the basket from Amy as he descended, muttering a quiet "Wait here."
The artisan lit several candles as he reached the bottom, taking a quick glance around. There were twenty bottles left in the cellar after he and Dixie-May had cleaned it out. Though they were meant for Light, he could replace them. Using a piece of paper and a pencil from his satchel, Sebastian scribbled a quick note for Light, letting him know that Sebastian could give him wine at Casa di Cavalieri.
Quickly, quietly, and gently, Sebastian loaded the sixteen wine bottles into the basket and blew out the candles. He wanted this sordid little business to conclude as quickly as possible. Footsteps were the only warning as he emerged from the trapdoor and handed the basket of bottles to Amy.
"Here you go," he offered, passing the basket. He glanced to Hadley and put a hand on his own waist. "Do we have a deal, Madame Sunders?"
For whatever reason, Amy had chosen not to bring the wagon into the city. Not that anyone would mind, as the city was empty and desolate. Hadley looked good. Despite the difference in their heights, he reminded Sebastian of a short Jazper with his new clothes.
Sebastian led the way to the house quickly, flinging open the trapdoor and gathering up the box of matches he had left at the top of the underground staircase. He took the basket from Amy as he descended, muttering a quiet "Wait here."
The artisan lit several candles as he reached the bottom, taking a quick glance around. There were twenty bottles left in the cellar after he and Dixie-May had cleaned it out. Though they were meant for Light, he could replace them. Using a piece of paper and a pencil from his satchel, Sebastian scribbled a quick note for Light, letting him know that Sebastian could give him wine at Casa di Cavalieri.
Quickly, quietly, and gently, Sebastian loaded the sixteen wine bottles into the basket and blew out the candles. He wanted this sordid little business to conclude as quickly as possible. Footsteps were the only warning as he emerged from the trapdoor and handed the basket of bottles to Amy.
"Here you go," he offered, passing the basket. He glanced to Hadley and put a hand on his own waist. "Do we have a deal, Madame Sunders?"