A simple request made to two pirates.

What an adventure it has been! It came to pass that I was required to part with a most precious parcel of land, a decision not made lightly. In the fuss of preparations, I misplaced my spectacles, but pay that no mind; I am, after all, a stubborn and thoroughly independent woman. Summoning my ever-loyal carriage driver, I declared we ride to the office of real estate affairs, immediately. Upon arrival, the scene was oddly dim, and I presumed some manner of construction or secret plotting was afoot. Undeterred, I ventured onward until I discovered two gentlemen clad in crisp white blouses. At first, they spoke not a word, silent as the grave, but no sooner had I requested they take on the sale than they sprang into action like sailors spotting land after a long voyage. With the matter well in hand, I returned a second time, this time with spectacles firmly in place, only to find I had journeyed more than I imagined. We parked outside what I can only describe as a pirates tavern, no doubt frequented by rogues and rum-soaked raconteurs. My young driver, amused beyond reason, dashed inside for a celebratory drink. And there they were, the very same two pirates (gentlemen?) who had taken up the request. How they managed to sell a plot of land so far from the water, I shall never comprehend. But sell it they did and for a fine sum, at that. I thanked them earnestly for securing a splendid deal, and with that, I made my escape. Highly recommended. Though I implore you, say nothing to the noblemen of my dealings with pirates. This recommendation shall remain, quite purposefully… unsigned. With great amusement and subtle rebellion, Kristy of the Nobleman Society.