"My lady, the representative of the new city lord is here for a visit." A rather handsome middle-aged man bowed respectfully as he spoke.
He wore a neat black butler fit, with his platinum blonde hair neatly combed back, and his similar colored mustache brushed carefully. His blue eyes stoic and emotionless.
"Is that so..." A beautiful woman responded to him. She wore a purple dress, that tightly held onto her figure, illustrating her charm.
Her long slick caramel brown hair being a sign of her lineage. While her dark purple eyes staring above, reflected no emotions within as she continued her words, "The rumors were true, it seems... the new city lord really is going about unrestrained."
Her eyes moved from staring at the ceiling, as they maneuvered towards the middle-aged man standing at the door, "Tell me Frank. What do you think? What is the young city lord up too?"