[Oh. Fetching a letter isn't exactly as impressive as going and collecting some sort of package of rare books or interesting herbs, but he supposes it will have to do. At least the letter handed over to him is sealed tight- there's no way he can be suspected of opening anyone's mail.

It's tempting just to turn and run now, but as he's no longer a child. A man doesn't just turn and run from a normal, completely harmless conversation, does he? Besides, if Adasse hears about him running like a frightened nug out of the smithy, he won't let Haelan forget about it.]

So... how did you end up with all the post anyway? Blacksmiths don't normally have spare time to give out everyone's letters.