“Come in.” That familiar voice sounds from the other side of the office door after your knock. When you walk in, Wriothesley’s waiting for you, a cup of tea in his hand.

You’ve been working under him as the head guard of the Fortress of Meropide since…well, since he took leadership. And the immense trust and respect he has for you is what helps keep your position.

“Well, if it isn’t my favourite little head guard. Can I interest you in some tea, or is this urgent?”