[Mentor and guide he is. It doesn't take very long for Monsieur Newendyke to find himself in the company of one Monsieur Blanc the most out of all of them. Even when he and another man left to procure the appropriate carriages he found himself returning to Monsieur Blanc's side. By now he knows he is not just Monsieur Blanc, he is Lawrence Dimick, not Parisian but absolutely good at playing the part. He is a nice man. Alfred enjoys talking to him even when it is during an hour of business matters.

The comings and goings of servants preparing the palace for the evening's ball is still at a low buzz. No one will find two men upon their respective mounts at a distance of the gardens particularly suspicious. They are outside of earshot and they are alone. Monsieur Blanc himself and Monsieur Rose?]

You two take the keymaster and make him give you the diamonds. We're there for those stones, period. Since no courtiers are being toyed with no bells should sound.

We're out in two minutes, not one second longer. [Over yonder a young working man refuses to lighten his all too heavy load with the assistance of a friend. As a result he drops a small vase that shatters on the ground.] What if the keymaster won't give you the diamonds?