Chapter 529 - Preorder Ⅱ (1/2)
With the financial discussion over and done with, but more importantly under a pressing time limit, Rowan moves onto the real reason for which she had come to Gringotts. ”I am in need of the services of a goblin crafter,” Rowan matter-of-factly stated. ”It will be a delicate work that will be used daily, and I am more than willing to pay full price for the item to be forged by the best crafter.”
”And what might say object be?” Ragnok sharply inquired as the cautionary tale of Godric Gryffindor's sword had been engrained into every single goblin since birth. It was a well-known fact that wizardkind were never to be trusted when it came to goblin silver.
”A specialty item of which the details will only be discussed with the goblin crafter.” Rowan flatly stated. ”However, I can promise that said item is not intended to be a weapon nor I am interested in goblin silver forged items.”
Ragnok slowly nods his head at the carefully worded request. ”That shall not be any trouble at all, however, to hire a goblin crafter even for a small piece to be forged, there will be an exorbitant price included.”
”I am well aware of the price and I am more than willing to pay such an extortionate price,” Rowan confidently answered even if her heart cringed internally at the imagined price.
”Very well,” Ragnok murmured with some skepticism, but largely kept his reservations to himself as he rose to his feet and rang a tiny bell set on a small side table against the wall.
Instantly hurried footsteps could be heard as the same female goblin attendant that had served her pops her head in. ”Yes, Ragnok?”
”Please have Wulm, and Dulag make their way here,” Ragnok instructed. ”The client needs a specialized item forged by a master goblin crafter. And to provide said services, naturally, we will need a written and signed contract for both parties.”
”Yes, sir!” The female goblin squeaked, before rushing away.
They had not been chatting for long when the door was opened to reveal two figures. The first one was familiar to Rowan, the dark slanted goblin with sly eyes, Dulag, a goblin lawyer. However, the second one was not. It was a very elderly female goblin with rather pointed ears. She looked even older than Grok Gringotts if that was at all possible.
Ragnok rose to his feet and bowed to the old female goblin causing Rowan's eyes widen in surprise. Whoever, the elderly female goblin was, she was an important figure for certain. Perhaps, a goblin clan head or even a goblin council member.
The elderly goblin female named, Wulm took her seat, before Ragnok and Dulag sat down. With rather bright, inquisitive eyes, the elderly female goblin says, ”Well, Prince, what is being requested of me?”
”The details of the craft will only be known to you, no one else,” Rowan firmly declared leaving no room for argument.
”Very well,” Wulm huffed. ”Ragnok, Dulag, be good and go and stand guard outside of the door.”
Dulag reluctantly rises to his feet as he and Ragnok make their way out of the chamber. But before the door can fully close, Wulm cackling called out to them, ”And do not try to listen in, children. You'll get a nasty surprise if you do,” causing Dulag to flush in embarrassment, and slam the door behind him.