Interlude 1. Klaus Gets The Red Herring

Interlude 1. Klaus Gets The Red Herring

He rubbed his eyes tiredly. Normally, Klaus did not care to resort to scryings, magic foresight never gave straight answers and more than often proved to be misleading in hindsight. But still, some things could be divined if one approached the matter with a grain of salt. And the mystery of fraulein Gillespie was... a problem. All available data he had insisted she is merely a divinely inspired noble, gifted with a few scraps of alchemical knowledge. Available data was a load of crap. He had seen his own head, as delivered back to Kraut by kronprinz Hiram, along with dire warnings not to antagonize obviously powerful family further. His own notes mentioned that this was not a solo operation, he had two aides. Neither of which could be found. Which meant they were all caught and disposed of, quickly and efficiently, given that out of the whole Parsee, Hiram was apparently the only one in the know about his demise there. Alyssa Gillespie was most emphatically not whom she appeared to be. Hence, the divination.

Frank Bilders. The black sheep of Bilders family. Also known as Oireland Butcher. No one knew he was named Frank, actually, but every other Bilders was accounted for, and the information.... did match, well, insofar as he could gleam. He was still expressly curious about all the weird names on the papers. It was clear that they came from a world not quite the same as one Klaus inhabited currently. He knew enough to sense the otherness to papers. But that was simply fascinating on the level he could not fathom - was Alyssa Gillespie really from another world? Could be, could be. The question was, then, what is her connection to Oireland Butcher and who are the other eleven?Fịndd new updates at novelhall.com