With a weathered face etched by time and silver hair neatly combed, Edmund stood as the epitome of a seasoned royal butler, his every movement a symphony of grace and precision. His voice, a rich baritone seasoned with time, carried an air of authority tempered with warmth. Edmund was not merely a butler; he was an institution, a living embodiment of the palace's history and traditions. His presence was a reassuring constant, a reminder of the enduring legacy of the royal family.