On the long white porcelain walkway, servants knelt and scrubbed the floor, attempting to polish the eyes of the sphinx carved into the path. So focused were they that they didn't notice the person passing by, and with a turn, one of them knocked over a water bucket, splashing a pair of luxurious long boots.
"Ah, Your Highness, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I, I...."
The servant looked up in panic toward the newcomer and was instantly taken aback. The other's expression was so dark it could drip water, yet he seemed oblivious, striding past the servant towards the end of the corridor.
"Strange... isn't that Highness usually all smiles..."
The servant shook his head, attributing Leberli's rare expression to his own negligence and continued to scrub the floor tremulously.
