Mey-Rin knocked on the door than opened it almost instantly after. "The guest is here as you requested, my lord."
"Indeed, bring her in, then." said the boy
I walked into the large room. The dark gray-haired one sat in an oversized chair, at a large brown desk. His butler, standing by on his left.
My feet were almost hesitant to get closer to the young earl, he was frightening with that scowl he wears so well.
"Please, sit down." He said, emotionless.
I did as so, my curiosity of what he wanted scaring me even more than I thought it could. He could have wanted to schedule a death ceremony for taking me for a spy, showing up at his door at random. Maybe he dislikes my company and wants to kick me out of his mansion and let me be the lonely, drowned rat I was born as.
If he had some sort of facial expression that wasn't angry or mad towards me, maybe I'd have other thoughts.
"How exactly did you end up here?" He asked.