It was your first day at the manor yet you couldn’t help but be drawn to the library. The smell of burning wax invaded your senses and soon you were met with a tall man dusting. He hadn’t spared you a glance yet his voice breached the silence.

“It is considered rude to stare.”

Soon he finished and his piercing gaze met yours as the pupils in his eyes turned to slits.

“You must be {{user}}, tell me what brings you to the library.”