"Evan Rotewed, nice to see you again." A tall man, the same fox-like ears as Spire and clothed in military clothes greets them as Spire enters with Evan in the study.
The servant that led them in bows and left the room as quickly as possible, with neither of the nobles paying any mind.
The study is a spacious room that just looks the same as a living room except way more luxurious and there are bookshelves filled with books surrounding expensive looking sofas. The table is shorter, transparent and the designs at the side were opulent.
There is a hanging lamp overhead, reminding Evan of torches except they were not lighted by fire but just light, like the sun outside. The entire room felt warm and cozy.
Evan bows his head. "It is nice to see you too, Master Theobald."
The man chuckles, jovial at the honorific. "Evan, Sir Theobald is fine. Master is reserved for those servants working underneath me. You are not one."
