The carriage Aries, Abel, and Sunny were riding in stopped in the capital when a group stopped it. Climaco furrowed his brows, watching a middle-aged man in a fancy butler suit approach him. He studied the butler's blanched hair that was neatly parted in the middle, his smart thin eyes behind those pince-nez, and the butler's white mustache and beard.
'How elegant for a butler,' Climaco thought, gaining this sense of awareness of how ragged and dirty he was compared to the butler.
"Good day, Sir Knight. It is I, Gustav, the head butler in the Marquess's Vandran's manor." Gustav raised his arm across his abdomen, tilting his head down slightly. "I was told to wait for you and my lady to assist you on your way to the residence."
"Uh..." Climaco cleared his throat, glancing back at the carriage.
"I will see His Majesty." Gustav sported a polite smile.
