Richard walked into the courtyard and opened the gate.
He saw outside the gate, Alex, as squat as a winter melon, standing there with a smile plastered across his face. Behind Alex were several horse-drawn carriages, all loaded with goods, and a number of laborers waiting for orders.
Seeing Richard, the light in Alex's eyes brightened, and then he rubbed his hands together and said, "My dearest friend—Lord Richard, I've obtained all the goods for you this time. However, I must say, some parts were quite difficult to procure. I really exerted myself. I..."
"I'll add ten percent to your price," Richard said simply.
"Great!" Alex's dense eyes widened, and he laughed like a two-hundred-pound child, "Great, I knew Lord Richard would never let me down!"
With that, Alex turned his head, waved his hand quickly at the laborers behind him, and shouted, "Hurry up, don't dawdle, quickly move the goods into Lord Richard's place."
"Yes!"
