Felix's unwavering gaze remained fixed on the document before him, his hands firmly grasping the elegant black fountain pen with its shiny golden tip. Meanwhile, Damien stood nonchalantly by the tall, wide window, casually scanning the black letters adorning the white sheet of paper, clearly absorbed in its evidently significant contents.
A faint galloping sound caught Damien's attention, drawing his yellow eyes toward the mansion's gate.
"What is the Temple carriage doing here at such an hour? Could it be that Lady Rosalie summoned Revered Altair?"
Upon a quick glance outside the window, Felix merely shrugged his shoulders, seemingly uninterested, and casually replied as he returned to his tasks.
"Ah, indeed. Lady Rosalie and Revered Altair ventured out at noon, and it appears they are returning now. Miss Aurora mentioned something about them going on a date."
