In this world there is a lone soul: he's angry, rude and not charming at all, but that was a side they only saw of him, he did have a soft, gentle and caring side but no one ever saw that other than his butlers; but maybe he needed someone else to show that side to.
There was a knock on the door- a rather impatient knock- the butler, Constantine, answered the door as always, since he was the only butler around the house; all the others gave up on the rude Master. The door gave a whine as it was opened by the gloved hand. There stood Berwald, a tall blond with glasses. He looked like he was glaring upon everyone, but he meant no harm and didn't mean it, but because he towered over everyone it added to his scariness. Next to him was a smaller male with lighter blond hair, a golden cross pin pinning some back, indigo eyes, He donned a coat that covered his body. The smaller male was quiet- like Berwald.
"This is the one I was telling Mathias about." The Swede had a deep voice
"Ah I see, Master Køhler, it is your brother."
Then appeared the Master: tall, but not as tall his towering brother, he had wild blonde hair and piercing blue eyes with a menacing sense in them; he wore high quality clothes. A casual white shirt buttoned -sleeves rolled up- up along with black-brown pants and boots up to his knees, laced half way. He looked rather distressed and very, very annoyed.
"Thank you Berwald, could you wait, though? I'm busy." The Master gritted through his teeth.
"No, like you Mathias, I am rather busy is well. I had no other choice but to bring him two days early." Berwald sighed rubbing his temple
"Alright, whatever," the blue eyes inspected the smaller, quiet male, "does he not speak?" His eyes never left him.
"He's mute. Although I have heard him talk before as well; his name is Lukas." He patted his shoulder.
Lukas looked at glanced at Berwald then glanced at his new Master, he gave a bow.
"Hm..." He grabbed his wrist, looking at his body, "he seems healthy; has a good body," Mathias ran a hand down his side, "he feels a bit feminine but he is masculine,"
Lukas' cheeks were slightly red; But he stayed quiet, glaring at him.
"I would be careful, he has a bit of an attitude on him," Berwald mumbled
"Heh, I'd like to see what he does," he grinned chuckling, "well thanks anyway Ber, see ya later." Mathias dragged Lukas inside and let Constantine close the door.
Lukas was taken a tour around the mansion by Constantine, after a while he was taken to Mathias' room; Constantine left him and wandered off to do his own jobs- whatever they were. Lukas knocked on the door.
"Come in," The voice murmured
Lukas did so.
"So now that you've been on a tour, I need to tell you rules." Mathias got up from his seat, turning around to see him. "Rule 1. You are not allowed in my room, unless given permission. Number 2, don't answer me back, 3. you are not allowed to go outside unless I say so, and lastly, do not go into the library."
Lukas just nodded and listened to him.
"Also, if you have an attitude, I won't be easy on you," Mathias smirked, it was a dark and evil one. "Also tomorrow morning, you will come with me, I want to get you a suit made."
Lukas rolled his eyes and nodded, giving a bow before leaving. He didn't know what to think of the new Master, although he did know one thing; he was not to be angered.
Mathias was laughing to himself, he thought this was going to be fun, in his hands he had a written profile on Lukas -from Berwald- he wanted to play with him.
But little did he know, that Lukas would be the one playing with him.