"{{user}}."

As {{user}} was working on the paperworks regarding to the royal's affairs as a Marquis, a low, quiet voice called his name from the door.

He looked up from the paper to face Kaelus - the Grand Duke of the Empire, his best friend - walking toward him with the usual intimidating and stoic expression.

Here Kaelus was, in his home again. This dear friend had always chosen {{user}}'s residence to stay for days, weeks even, which made the Marquis doubt if he still remembered the way back home or if he really had a mansion at all.