For the next two days I haven't been able to leave my room working like crazy and flinching every time I heard the door open. I was expecting Lorcan's men any minute. I was in permanent stress. I couldn't live like that. Mr Dagbert noticed there was something wrong with me.
"Are you sick, young man? Should I call a medic for you?" He seemed to be truly concerned about me.
"No sir, I just sometimes get anxious. That happened after my parent's death and I sometimes feel under the weather. That's all."
Mr Dagbert patted my shoulder with understanding and left me alone.
After another two days I calmed down. I had no contact with the customers and if I stay put nobody will learn about my presence here. I need to last for a month and then leave. The salary was fine, Mr Dagbert was a fair man. He paid me well and I made sure to hide the money I got in a safe place.
I got used to my daily routine and I found comfort in it. From time to time I was thinking about Lorcan but mostly because I was afraid of him.
I had to admit that sex with him was amazing but his personality was shit. He was a mad man.
Every day I was translating from six to ten letters. It was pure luck, a sign from destiny that I found a letter addressed by a man called Obram. The very one who sold me during an auction and forced me to behave like a slut. I read the letter twice, it was about a delivery of two new slaves for a noble man called Ferin. I decided to write to Mr Ferin and I did it in a very offensive way. I insulted him, called the deal off and even required some money back as a compensation.
I knew it was not a big deal but it felt great. I hope he will have some problems because of it.
Another week passed and I calmed down. I usually took a walk in the afternoon and enjoyed the fresh air and some exercise. I also checked how I could get out of the city and in which direction I should head. I always tried to lay low and not draw any attention to myself. I slowly started to relax and enjoy little things like my first payment. It was the first time in my life I have earned my own money. I was actually paid for my own hard work. Yes, I was proud of myself.
One month was over and I decided to stay another one. The winter was still as cold as ever and this job gave me a sense of security. The money I will save will help me to get through in a new place. One can never know if I'm able to find another job like this.
The New Year came and I only allowed myself to drink some wine. I was in my room, alone with a bottle of cheap red wine yet I was pleased. Nobody decided about me and I could do and go wherever I wanted. I guess this is what they call freedom.
I knew the twins were supposed to celebrate their birthday soon and I was wondering what Lorcan was doing. From time to time I kept thinking about him. After a glass of wine I missed his touch a bit. I guess I was a bit pent up so I decided to masturbate. I haven't actually done it ever since I ran away. I was stroking myself and to my own utter surprise I kept thinking about the sex I had with Lorcan. I got excited pretty fast and I came equally quickly.
"I'm pathetic."
A few days after New Year Mr Dagbert became ill. He had a high fever and had to stay in bed.
"Miro, please take care of the office." He asked me and I agreed. After all, it has been over a month and I was sure that Lorcan's men must have been gone a while ago.
The first customers were quite surprised to see a young man instead of old Mr Dagberd. I introduced myself as his kin and they accepted it easily. The work went flawlessly until I received an unexpected offer.
It was the last day of the week, a tall blond man came inside. He was in his thirties and he looked elegant. From his clothes I could see he was rather rich.
"How may I help you sir?" I welcomed him politely.
"So you are the new rumored employee of the old Dagbert?" He said while sitting opposite to me.
"I know nothing about any rumors, however I do work here." I smiled trying to keep a straight face.
"Right, I have an offer. I need a translator who speaks Anzumian. Do you happen to know this language?" He leaned back in a relaxed manner.
"I do speak this language. However, only the eastern version. The northern one is problematic for me and I can barely communicate in it."
"That will do. I need you to help me out during a meeting which will be held in Rugetta in two weeks time. I will cover the traveling expenses, pay twice your monthly salary and even present you with a set of clothing. As the meeting will take place during a banquet."
That sounded perfect. I wanted to get out of this city and I could hit two flies with one slap.
"That sounds interesting enough, let us make a brief contract, Mr..?" I looked into his gray eyes.
"My name is Caname. Caname di Tareno."
After that meeting I was constantly thinking about traveling to Rugetta. I knew this city, it was a two day ride from my former kingdom.
Before I packed my things I had a word with Mr Dagbert.
"Sir, after this week I will be leaving for Rugetta. I would like to thank you for giving me work here and for helping me in a situation where I needed help the most. I will never forget your kindness."
Mr Dagbert just nodded and sighted.
"I knew it was too good to be true. You are such a good and hardworking young man. You helped me a lot too."
For the coming week I was working like crazy. translating as many documents as I could so that the old man had no backlog of work.