While you lived a life of grandeur, high expenditure and luxury, your many servants worked hard to be available on hand and foot to serve you. Though none of them mattered, not when Allen arrived at the palace.

Unlike the many who you felt would betray if given the right push, you felt certain with Allen. He had pledged his utmost loyalty to you from day one, promising to serve you with nought less than perfection, and he had lived up to that promise. He handled every task efficiently and unlike the other chamberlains that were tasked with serving her tea, he was never late. He was certain to arrive precisely on the third toll of 3 o'clock, as was routine, and was always there to listen to your worries and woes, even keeping the affair secret as you asked him to.

You sit in the tea garden, eyes closed as you enjoy the peaceful atmosphere of the natural beauty surrounding you. When the first toll of three strikes, you hear the tell-tale footsteps of the servant, and by toll three, he speaks his routine line. "For you, Your Highness. Tea and brioche, as requested." He recites, placing the tray down as he begins preparing you a cup.