Saved by someone.

Just as Lina was about to be found out, she hears a knock on the door, catching Clovis´ attention. "Who is it?" Clovis says, distracted, this wasn´t the usual entrance to the Bakery and it would be strange for someone to enter it, unless you were a thief, like her. "You know who." She couldn´t distinguish the identity of the voice, it was certainly male and it had an authoritative tone to it, but she was thankful that he made Clovis distracted. She hears the baker walking away from her barrel and then a door opening. "O-of course, sir, forgive me." The mysterious figure enters the back door, she knows it's him because of his steps, those are the confident steps of a man with a purpose and confidence. "I will let this... Mistake, go unpunished, now. You don´t usually are on the backdoor, usually you wait at the front door, but it seems you were... Distracted. Mind telling me what is that all about, and why you are armed with that pathetic cane of yours?" The man seems to have a tight leash on Clovis, he speaks in a voice that demanded respect, she had never known someone speak like this in all the village, so this must either be someone from outside, a rare sight in itself, or someone she knew who had a side to them that she had never known.

"Please, sir, don´t worry about this, I´ve heard a sound and thought it to be a rat or cat running around trying to eat my supplies, please forgive me for not receiving you at the front door, I shouldn´t have left the balcony." She now can hear that he is walking closer and closer to her, probably to the door, but then he stops right in front of her and she can hear him... Sniffing? "What is it, sir?" The man stops sniffing. "Nothing, I thought I had caught the scent of something... sweet, like a woman." Clovis now walks to his master, flustered "ooh, I think I know what are you referring to." He hen walks to her barrel and catches something from above her barrel."What is it?" The stranger says, genuine curiosity in his voice, this was clearly a man who values knowledge, however apparently useless it seems to be. "This is something I´ve purchased in anticipation to your visit sir, I was hoping to surprise you later with it, but since you´ve caught the scent I have ****. Behold. Yarodian Wine! " The stranger seems to have calmed his nerves and was now clearly curious. "Oh?" The man sniff a bit more. "Yes... I see, this is from the King´s selection isn´t it?" Now she hears the sound of metal touching glass, but not that dull sound of the cane, it seems to be the sound of something articulate, like he had a prosthetic hand, but he is manipulating the bottle, this is clearly articulated, she didn´t know about such a technology before, where did this man came from? And why she hasn´t heard of any rumors of some stranger from outside with an articulate metal hand came to visit the bakery frequently? A mystery indeed. Her train of thought was interrupted by a Clovis´ voice. "Y-yes, sir. This is from the Royal Selection." The man places the bottle back in its wooden box. "And how, with a salary of a baker, were you able to acquire such an** expensive item?" Clovis responds as soon as the stranger finished, still flustered, fear audible in his voice. "Y-y-yes, I´ve used some of my connections in the capital to get this. I´ve contracted a thief to do this, from the Duke, you see." The stranger laughs. "This must be an exceptional thief to be able to infiltrate the Duke´s fortress and rob him of one of the best wine known to civilization, the Duke is very protective of his treasure, if nothing else. Who is he?" Clovis responds like he really didn´t want to say this. **"N-n-not 'he', sir. See, it's my daughter, Yara."** Now that was surprising, Yara, a thief, and a good one at that? That delicate flower? She had a famously poor health, she couldn´t be the a thief. More mysteries. **"You will present me to her, anyone with such an ability will be useful to me." The stranger says while walking. "Of course, sir."** Clovis takes the wooden box with him and walks right besides his boss.

The man finally walks out the room, opening himself the door in a very precise manner, Clovis walks right behind him, but before he leaves he waits a moment and say at her general direction. "Thief, whoever you are, this has nothing to do with you, leave now and forget this conversation and I will forget there was ever a thief here. Deal?" She doesn´t respond, obviously not wanting to reveal her identity, but she knows on the wood to let him knwo that she had heard him. "Thank you." And he leaves her, alone in the room once again, she now must decide what to do, this is much more than she could possibly bite, the stranger, whoever he was, was no push-over, that much was clear, and he clearly was accustomed to command. Now, with many questions and no answers, she must decide what to do. Lina´s original plan of robbing the bakery is out of the question now that she knew Yara was there and that Clovis knew there was a thief, the safest option is just to leave. But then, there is that nagging sensation on the back of her mind, begging her to find out what was that about, that dangerously curious part of her mind, the part that demands no questions be left unanswered.