Paolo and the Hidden Noise
Adrianna's player has decided to write a series of short vignettes about her childhood and her relationship with her mentor Paolo. Here's the first one: Paolo and the Hidden Noise!
Paolo glared at the
map in front of him, his eyes darting to and fro as he took in the
city. He needed to set up another safe spot from those bastard
Dragons. They had caught Fulvio and his body had been displayed close
to the safe house which he protected. Paolo had managed to evacuate,
however he now had too many close to the orphanage and he did not
want to draw attention to the children.
They could not go
close to the main land as the gates were being watched and Paolo had
not paid off enough of the so called guards to sneak out some of his
men to raise support in the underworld of other cities.
He sighed and rubbed
a hand over his weary face where he heard it, a small scratch against
wood. His body tensed as his keen eyes took in the room. His men had
left ten minutes ago, after Paolo had given them their mission. No
one else should be in here.
He took several
steps back and glanced around the room. There was one door entrance,
two secret doors to the basement and a air vent. They were all locked
however perhaps someone had been hiding in here for days.
He kept his steps
casual as he went to the books and there was the sound again. He
glared at the table but no one was underneath it. The two trunks were
locked and only he could open them with the code. The closet could be
where they hid but as Paolo took a step forward, he heard a small
giggle.
His heart rate
slowed as he turned his glare back to the table. He stepped forward
and reached under, grabbing the soft cloth which was clinging to the
underneath of the flat surface. A small girl with bright red hair and
glowing gold eyes gave him the shit eating grin that he had grown use
to over the last four years.
“You took ages
that time Paolo,” Adrianna bragged as she dangled in Paolo’s
grasp. Her long limbs were slack as Paolo gave her ‘his’ look.
The four year old was growing too fast and was getting far too
mouthy.
“How much did you
hear?” Paolo asked as Adrianna started reaching for his golden
brooch he wore in remembrance of his wife. He kept her at arm’s
length, thanking his lucky stars that she was light even with her
limbs.
“I didn’t listen
because you all have boring voices. I was playing,” Adrianna pouted
as she couldn’t quite reach the shiny pin. Paolo only let her have
some of his shiny things and she wanted more. Paolo sighed as he
placed the child on the floor.
“I think it’s
time to tell Sofia what you have done,” Paolo decided and he
watched with a small amount of delight as Adrianna paled and shuffled
her feet, resigned to being told off for sneaking into meetings she
didn’t yet belong in.

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