She was led into the study by the meek young woman. It was a comfortable room. Stuffed chairs, a blazing fireplace, bookshelves, a full brandy snifter and tapestries made the room feel warm and welcoming. The books were of histories and far away places, the more exotic and rare part of his collection hidden away out of sight.<br/><br/>She did not have to wait long. The door opened again as Lord Rune entered the room. Dark hair, peircing slate eyes; he cut a handome and dashing figure. He eyed the petite cloaked figure speculatively, the spoke warily. "May I help you, Miss? You wished to speak with me? I do hope that this is not a trivial matter. I am rather busy at the moment and would prefer not to be destracted... even by one so charming as yourself" The last was added when he caught a peek at the fine features beneath the hood off the cloak.