Madeline's POV
It was a long ride from the port to our destination, but the sound of the horses' hooves made me feel so thrilled, and it feels like I am in a different era. I haven't seen a carriage in Archois, and now in Choraz, it seems natural because as I watched outside my window, I realized we were not the only one riding a carriage.
"Who are you?" I asked the moment we stopped in front of a high wooden gate, and then the carriage traversed along in a wide driveway where I could see beautiful flowers on both sides. And what made me more stunned was to behold a beautiful mansion ahead of us, and I could tell it was gigantic than the Divenson mansion, and I wondered who these people were.
"I already informed you, I am the Butler of your grandfather's mansion." He replied.
"Don't you have a name?" I asked again, and this time he smiled at me.
