"No. I am told to give the letter only to one of those men. Not you, Sir." She turns up her nose contemptuously, and tightens her grip on the letter.

"You don't need to know the contents, only that it is for them, and I am to give it to them. I know - I write for my sire. I had schooling, you know? I can read and write and that. But you? Pah. No. I need your master, Sir, and only him."