"I must say Jedrick. You are a great man, but I can't help but have never heard of your family before." Oskar said jokingly, but Horace picked up a slight suspicion underneath it.
"It's understandable for someone from the East such as yourself. Moreover the heir to a dukedom." The men walked out of the establishment and now stood underneath the moonlight, "It's a minor family. A count family that could easily be mistaken for a Barony."
Horace said with a slight laugh, and Oskar smiled tapping his back, "How you have been born into such a weak family I don't understand." Oskar removed his hand and reached into his pocket. Pulling out a small seal with a white dove, handing it to Horace, "I will be in the capital for a while. Come see me when you're free."
"Thank you." Horace smiled saying this and took the seal, before saying his goodbyes and leaving. Oskar looked at his back but as soon as he turned his face fell.
