"We're looking for a little girl--" Karla started.

"You'll definitely have to come back in the morning for that," the male interrupted. "All work details are handled by the master. You wanna request someone, you have to do it through him."

"No, no, not to work," Karla explained through gritted teeth.

"Then whaddaya want her for?" the male asked, drawing himself up in indignation. "We ain't that kind of place, lady. Now get outta here before I report you to the guard! Doun's no place for the likes of you."

Furious, Karla closed her hand around empty air and jerked her fist upwards. The male screeched as his feet left the ground and he dangled, helplessly.

"We want Cora!" she demanded. "We're here to take her home and take care of her! So shut up and fetch her!"