North of the Bosque Kingdom's capital of pith, Samuel Oakley was visiting Duke Lansworth for the first time in his life. The streets so far had been clean and well-kept, all the residents also seemed rather happy.
He had garnered a good impression even before getting off his carriage and once he was dropped off at the mansion the good impressions weren't over.
"This is quite the place…" Samuel muttered looking at the lush garden in front of the extraordinarily simplistic mansion. No matter the angle, the mansion seemed rather practical as if its sole purpose was to be a house. There existed no shred of the arrogance high-ranking nobles often hid into every crevice of their homes.
"Please come this way, Mr. Tempest" A knight said and motioned to Samuel. Though thrown off by the use of his nickname, Samuel heeded it no mind and followed silently after the man in boring gray armor. Everything seemed minimalistic, holding only practical value.
