A set of resounding footsteps nears itself in Grant's office.
A woman walking through the corridor along with her servants dressed up properly as a royalty's escort, her subordinates.
Her blossom-dyed hair was tied up and her fair skin had no blemish to show, properly prepared to make an appearance for the plans she had planned with Grantt.
"Are you sure arriving an hour early is a good idea, Master Altora?"
"Being called that throws me out. I've gotten used to my alias. Keep calling me that nonetheless."
One of her two escorts asked her while they walked, not glancing anywhere as they proceeded to look forward.
Altora only answered his question with something else, as if ignoring his question entirely.
"Master Altora."
Her female escort called out as they stopped, seeing two familiar faces that served as the Lord's escort.
"T-The master is still currently doing something that needs concentration, please do wait."
