The door opened to reveal the human’s soaked cloak and dented armour, Karl’s eyes widened as the human stalked into the room. A servant followed after him before the human rounded on him. The servant backed away out of the room and closed the door. “You.”  Handy said simply. His voice like ice. Karl made to get up, "Sit. Down." He commanded. The duke reluctantly obeyed as he sat back in his chair. Handy sat across from him at the small table between them, he laid his hammer on the table and crossed his hands upon it, leaning forward. "Now, you and I are going to be having a little chat." He said, looking into the young duke's eyes. "About what I found at your family's old farm. And more importantly." Handy said, his mounting fury tempered as an interesting idea crossed his mind. "Exactly what you're going to have to do to keep me quiet about it."