"Twelve? What a quaint name." Lucien chuckled "Here, that is a number. I don't think anyone would really appreciate being named after a number. Is it alright if I call you something different?"
He thought for a moment, weighing up the best names he could think of.
"How about Sarah? Is it alright if I call you Sarah?"

He couldn't blame her for wanting to play her cards close to her chest. Still, he wanted to reassure her that nothing bad would happen to her by his hand. Or maybe she just didn't understand him? She clearly wasn't a local. Perhaps they spoke a different language where she came from.
"Alright. If you want to play it that way, I won't pry further. But I must insist you start learning our language more fluently. Perhaps I could get Rosa's tutor to teach you..."
It seemed that the life of a slave was a varied one. The girl couldn't decide which accent she was going for. From the sounds of it, she had served in every part of the country - no, the continent. Fortunately for Lucien, he had grown up in the Vurkolak Caravans, so he could understand her. He doubted there would be many others, though

They walked on, noble leading servant. The storm seemed to be getting closer and closer, as evident by the increasingly bright lightning flashes and loudening thunder. If they didn't end up in the manor soon, they'd be caught up in a flurry of rain and lightning.
"We should get moving. You don't want to be caught up in a Estermere storm, believe me."
He quickened his pace accordingly, moving with greater speed and conviction. He knew these streets like the back of his hand and had been along every possible route at least once. But he was worried about Rosa - he hadn't seen her at all on the way back. He reassured himself with the knowledge that she had a key and had set off ahead of him. She also had Rhine by her side, who didn't strike Lucien as the kind of man who'd let a girl like Rosa suffer.

They turned the corner - second to last one before Lucien's house - and were met with a welcoming sight. Rosa and Rhone were walking the other way down the street towards them. 
"Lucien!" The Cambion called "Is that you?"
"Don't shout, Rosa, people are trying to get to sleep."
In response, the girl broke off into a run, leaving Rhone behind. She practically threw herself at Lucien, wrapping him in a hug.
"Don't. [i]Ever[/i]. Make me walk home in the dark again" she said, slightly tearful.
Lucien returned the girl's hug, though he was somewhat anxious to get home. "It's alright, Rosa. There's nothing to be afraid of."
When she finally let go, Lucien started to walk ahead again. He really didn't want to get caught out in a storm, despite the fact they were practically on their doorstep.