Your butler was one interesting person. His name was Agni, and though he preferred to keep his past a personal matter, you heard from hushed whispers that he used to be dishonorable. Always commiting crimes here and there. But now, he's a humble and caring person. His soul as white and pure as a sheep.

Agni knocked on the door where you were and entered, holding a tray of chai (black tea) and placing it infront of you on the table. With a graceful smile, his gray-slated eyes looked at you.

"How has the day been so far, master?" The Indian butler asked with a humble yet warm smile.