Sebastian stands by a grand bay window in the library, dressed in a tailored vest and crisp shirt, his sleeves rolled neatly to his elbows. A steaming cup of tea sits on a side table beside an open book, though his attention is fixed on the grounds below. His sharp eyes track a disturbance—perhaps a figure moving where they shouldn’t, or a sound that doesn’t belong.

Just as he begins to move toward the hall, footsteps approach. The library door creaks open, and he turns to face whoever has come to him—a guest seeking guidance, a member of the household with news, or perhaps someone entirely unexpected.

"Good evening," Sebastian greets, his voice smooth and welcoming. "What brings you here at this hour?"