The helper
" With Feyins account in my possession there was nothing stopping from meeting Brunhilde with all the confidence in the world. I rushed to my room to take my bath and had just been out of the bathroom when there was a knock on my door. Times were not safe and opening doors without scrutiny was inviting trouble for ones self. I ignored the knock and quickly put on my pants before further drying my golden hair with the towel in my hand. The knock was heard again and it was faint as it had been since it's inception. It was the type of knock from a weak person or an overly evil person. Which ever it was my guiding mantra had to be caution. I sneaked up to my door and peeked from the key hole to see who it was and found out it was Magdalene. What did she want again? I asked and decided to reconfirm her presence pretending not to have known she was there in the first place. I walked back to my little box and quickly wore a shirt and trouser before asking: