The synchronized bowing of the maids, their movements so graceful and fluid, had left her in awe. This unexpected reception had heightened the intrigue surrounding her visit to the castle.
Feeling a bit awkward with all the attention, Liz mustered a hesitant greeting. "Hi."
She looked around the room, searching for clues to the purpose of this reception but refrained from asking the maids.
Instead, one of them approached with a demeanor of deep respect and devotion, and in a tone that suggested they were part of an enchanting fantasy world, she informed Liz, "Master Gabriel has been eagerly awaiting your arrival, Miss Elizabeth."
"Master...," Liz repeated with a playful burst of laughter, finding the formal atmosphere in contrast to her expectations. However, the other maids remained silent and stared at her, clearly perplexed by her reaction.
