The woman stopped a few steps away from us.
Her boots resounded with a deep clack as she walked in the hall.
She was shorter than us. Had a golden hilt Katzbalger tied to her waist. Shoulder-length black hair and light blue eyes.
"Captain Selene Neville," she said, calmly inclining her head. "Judicial arm of the Lunar Court,"
"It's an honour to be in your presence, Count Rile," She said. "Although your attire looks somewhat…interesting."
Selene was commenting on the bathrobe over a formal shirt and pants.
"Would you care to explain, captain…Why're the court officials interested in the Rile Estate?" I asked.
"Not Rile Estate, but your butler, Elowen. He's a wanted man, Count," she replied.
"A wanted man? My butler? He's the most lawful person you could ever meet. What crime did he commit to mark him wanted across the Kingdom?"
