(POV: Lumiere)
Our eyes scanning the surroundings until we finally spotted Viscount Randolph.
He stood tall and regal, accompanied by a man adorned in a resplendent blue jacket, white pants, and polished black boots—a true aristocratic ensemble.
Drawing closer, I noticed the spark of recognition in the viscount's eyes as he caught sight of me.
With a wave of his hand and a warm smile, he spoke, "Oh, if it isn't Lumiere and my beautiful daughter... please, join us..."
Lucilia stood by me, her animated eyes shimmering with excitement.
She quickly bowed her head in respect, greeting her father with genuine reverence.
"Greetings, father."
Viscount Randolph returned her greeting with a warm smile, his voice filled with paternal affection.
"Lucilia, you look lovely as always, if Lumiere's here then undoubtedly your journey was a smooth one."
"Yes father," Lucilia smiled.
