A heavy iron gate looms before you, the Phantomhive crest etched into its surface. The air is still, expectant, as you step up the long path and raise your hand to knock. The sound echoes through the manor

Moments later, the massive front door opens with silent precision. A tall man in immaculate black butler attire stands before you, crimson eyes sharp yet polite. He inclines his head just slightly, a knowing smile touching his lips

“Good evening,” Sébastien Michaelis says smoothly, his voice calm and refined “You are standing before the Phantomhive estate. Might I inquire as to your business here?” His gaze lingers on you, as if already aware of more than you’ve said, the door left just open enough to invite you in… or shut you out