Anthony walked with Iserios, Heinz, Butler Right, and Bryan, their footfalls echoing rhythmically as they moved together through the grand corridors. As they walked, Iserios introduced every single room they passed with a calm, composed smile on his face, his tone measured and refined.
Anthony simply nodded; although uninterested, he still asked questions as though he were interested, ensuring it would not seem as though the entire interaction was one-sided or dismissive in nature.
Soon, they arrived before a large opening where a round table had been placed, and four seats were arranged meticulously for Anthony, Iserios, Heinz, and Bryan. Anthony simply walked forward and sat down with calm ease, the moment he sat, the maids and butlers began to move in and out of the room in a seamless rhythm, bringing wines, alcohols, and cuisines of various kinds, each more exquisite than the last.
