The East Manor belonging to the current East Guardian, General Oriole Hart, housed over fifty people. Those were his first-rank officers and officials assisting him in daily tasks of maintaining the barrier and upholding the law.
Although among all four Guardians it was only Oriole who was fond of throwing lewd parties and group sex, he didn't let his debauched lifestyle affect his primary duties. He woke up early every day even after a whole night sparring with someone (or a few someones) under the sheets.
As such, this morning saw him dressed in his usual black and navy blue uniform embroidered with the triskele insignia, sitting at his desk sorting through his email at eight a.m. already.
Having no family members living with him, he skipped the formalities of leading a daily breakfast session. His servants brought the meals to his office where he usually enjoyed them with his eyes glued to the screen.