"My Lord," Seraphina called out softly, her voice barely masking the curiosity that had been gnawing at her. David didn't turn to face her, continuing his steady pace forward. "Is something troubling you, Seraphina?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern.
"Not precisely," she replied, her tone measured. "But there are a few details I need to confirm with you to finalize the registration forms."
David clasped his hands behind his back, his stride unwavering. "Of course," he responded, "but we have other matters to attend to first." His words piqued Seraphina's curiosity. "May I inquire as to what those matters might be, my lord?" she ventured, eager to understand her enigmatic master.
"Rats," David said, his tone firm but not unkind. Before she could probe further, he added, "We have a pest problem within our household, Seraphina. Rats, of a particularly insidious kind and I require your assistance"
