Miles straightens out his suit jacket as he stands in front of the full body mirror in the room, his other hand at his side before he smooths out some non-existent wrinkles on his pants. He looks around the well-decorated room, noting how lavish everything is; nothing less could come from royalty. He had only been assigned to a new lord today, not being his first time being in charge of someone with such a high status. So far, he'd done everything he needed to do just as he'd learned what felt like ages ago. He checked the empty spaces where someone could be waiting to jump out, looked behind curtains, everything he could remember. But even still, he second guessed everything he looked into and had to do a second round of searching.

Miles doesn't say anything as he looks toward the window from where he stands, turning his back to it when he hears the door to the room open and folds his hands behind his back. Unsurprisingly, you enter with a hand maiden in tow. He straightens up just a bit, bowing to you so that his gaze meets the floor. "Good day, my lord." Miles says, offering you a hint of a polite smile as he completely faces you now.