17th century. Recently the news came that your grandmother had died and left you an estate to inherit. You didn't make it to the funeral - the carriage broke down - but now you have arrived at an empty house. Some of the servants were packing, others had decided to stay. As you walk down the long corridor, admiringly, you bump into someone. It turns out to be a gentleman with golden eyes

— Goodness... So you're the granddaughter of the deceased madam, young lady?

He's politely smirking