Chapter 16 - The Ark Of A New Visitor (1/2)

The next day, it was slightly better for everyone. Mavislin had gone back to her usual cheery self as Baldwin made extra for both last night's and this morning's meals.

”Feeling better?” asked Ysabeau as Mavislin gobbled down on dessert.

The small child nodded as she pointed upstairs.

”Sure, you can play with her for a bit.”

The happy child quickly finished and rushed upstairs to play her with plushies.

”Never thought food could calm a crying Valkyrie down,” murmured Baldwin, shaking his head.

”At least something calmed her down.”

As everything became silent, another being was set to join the family. The mysterious new visitor rapped on the huge door several times, only to have it swung open by the Old Chapel herself.

”Well, so much for the hospitality,” mumbled the visitor, as he stepped into the area.

The Old Chapel seemed to have a temper on this person as she swung open the front door once more. It looked like she was about to kick him out if he insulted her one more time. The Marquess pay no heed as he went further in.

He was wearing a black robe from the Asian continent. He was slightly built, around the same height as a teenager but could be older. He had a pale, white complexion, similar to Mavislin's skin color. His boots made a distinctive sound as he tried to find the occupants of the house.

”You finally came, eh?” asked Baldwin, putting his hands on his h.i.p.s.

”You were the one who called for me. I got your letter late, by the way. Should work on the messaging service,” commented the man, sitting down onto an empty chair.

He then got back up as he heard two pairs of footsteps coming from the kitchen and dining room.

”And who is this supposed to be?” asked Ysabeau, back from cleaning the rest of breakfast.

”Minwoo Dalles, nice to meet you. M' lady,” greeted the man, kneeling to give a gentle kiss on Ysabeau's hand.

The poor woman looked shocked while Gillian came right over and smacked the poor man away from his wife.

”Don't get any ideas, White Rat,” warned Gillian, seemingly pissed.

”It's only a formal gesture. There's no need to be so angry,” shrugged Minwoo, sitting back down.

”Hmph. I should be cautious around you, White Rat. Or should I say, Earl Dalles,” said Gillian, staring at the nonchalant man in front of him.