"Yes of course,"
With a serious face and a deep breath, Moby followed the butler through the long, wide, expansive, almost maze-like hallways of the Griffith family household, seeing the faces of a few maids and servants that did not look all too optimistic, unlike all the other times.
"We are finally here, lord Griffith, miss Griffith along with the young mistress are waiting for you on the other side,"
Albert spoke, opening up the large, rather familiar doors of the dining room, showing him an all too familiar scene once they opened, only this time, the room was nowhere near as cramped or crowded as when they were at the party which now fully displayed the room's grandeur.
There, on a big table in the middle of the room, he saw 3 figures quietly eating their meals, their silent gaze directed straight at him as soon as he entered the room.
