The Youngest Earl In History

"We're here," Cian's chaperone said. One might expect a chaperone to be older, but this one looked about the same age as Cian. She had short black hair and violet eyes, with her hair covering her right eye.

"Good work," said Cian.

The young chaperone's face briefly contorted with a hint of disgust before she swiftly composed herself, adopting an impassive expression. Cian chose to ignore her reaction and proceeded towards the entrance of Micesse Manor.

Waiting at the front entrance stood Cedrick Micesse, the Duke of Micesse, ready to welcome Cian with open arms. Despite his appearance as a noble gentleman, complete with a curly mustache and a portly figure, Cian knew that the Duke's character did not match his outward facade.

"Cian! It's been such a long time since we last saw each other! My, how you've grown!" the Duke exclaimed. "Has it been thirteen years already?"