Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20160910124021/@comment-13488655-20160920210847

"Sir? Orders?" One of the guards whispered to the butler as he watched Nickelae threaten to walk off and drop what would be a very lucrative business offer, unsure as to what was going on in the old butler's mind.

"... Let him go. Our young friend will be back so you better strengthen security." The butler order back with a coy smile, chucling as he looked back at Nickelae in the eye.

"If you were sent by your father you would have come with an official I.D. from his company AND a official huntsman licence, like this one. Also, as the head of outdoor security, I would have been the very first to notified of your arrival," He continued, handing back the sash while the huge guard stood next to Nickelae, his mind at eas as he took out a huntsman licence from his interior suit jacket pocket, looking quite smug as he placed it back into the pocket.

"I hope you have a pleasant day sir."