“Um, yes,” says Baldric, “I did forget that the cupboard goes to Mistress Maral’s northern home. Yes, of course.” He clears the table a bit, putting the plates on a sideboard. “Come, follow me. Easy as pie. Or pasties. One of those.”
He leads the way down the stairs to the cellar, where there are four doors. One simple door leads to a room dressed for meeting and clients. Amongst the dark wood furniture sits a cupboard in the far corner. Unlike the furniture the colour is a deep almost black wood. Baldric goes to the side, moves some latches, then opens the door.
“A small step up, but it will take you straight to the manor house in Saltfork. Come, come now… step up… best to close your eyes really.”