"My lord! My lord!" Jonathan looked above from the platter of fruit he was enjoying with a look of irritation on his face.
"Why are you shouting now, Stefan? You are disturbing the tranquility!" his voice was full of laziness as he looked down and had another grape in his mouth.
"Come here and pick up that letter. Deliver it to the sister of hazel, Amelia Stagenrib! Tell her the matter is urgent and no excuses would be heard or she would have to bear the consequences!" The voice turned cold and evil glittered the eyes of the man but the assistant still did not move as if he had been frozen to his place.
Jonathan looked at the face of the man and soon his eyes turned cold as he asked in a cold voice, " what is it? Did something happen?"
"My lord, it is about lazy hazel!" his voice had a hint of hesitation as if he did not know how to say it!
