Servants moved about the grounds, tending to various tasks with the easy efficiency of a well-run household.
Guards patrolled in pairs, though their relaxed demeanor suggested they expected no immediate threats.
The sight of the approaching group drew curious glances but no alarm.
"I don't see any knights at the entrance or in the city too. This Baroness is pretty relaxed considering she raised a city in just a few months." Preeyonka observed quietly.
"All I see are guards and maids, and I can't differentiate between them."
"Favourable odds, assuming they're as soft as they appear."
"Numbers mean little when surprise is complete," Gales replied.
As they drew closer to the mansion's main entrance, Gales signalled for the group to dismount.
A steward emerged from the mansion's main entrance, his formal attire and practised demeanour marking him as someone accustomed to dealing with visiting people.
