Imperial Capital City of Jeffer, 1 a.m.
Maximilian, the Head Butler of the Trandafir household, is silently sipping a cup of tea, sitting straight on a beige couch. He is certainly satisfied with the taste of the drink since he is confident in his work.
He is currently in the living area of a mansion inside the noble district of the capital. In one of the mansions that are intended solely for rental, servants are separated from the payment, and one has to pay for them separately.
He and the mistress he has been serving did not hire servants to manage the property since Maximilian alone could handle all the tasks.
When the water level in the cup reached the surface, the old vampire put his cup and saucer down on the glass table so elegantly that they only clinked once.
His centuries of service to the Trandafir have made his muscles memorize all the specific movements to perform every task perfectly. Like how he cleanly and uniformly places the cup and saucer.
