The salon...

Seraphina eventually left the two behind and stepped outside. The butler was already waiting in front of the door, holding out a hand for her. The estate grounds were serene, with neatly trimmed hedges and colorful flower beds lining the gravel paths. The early morning sun cast a golden hue over the landscape, creating a picturesque scene that seemed almost otherworldly.

On her way to the carriage, Seraphina suddenly widened her eyes at the sight of a person standing right before the designated carriage. His posture was relaxed, yet there was an air of alertness about him that suggested he was always ready for action.

"You must be…"

Just when he recognized Seraphina, the man quickly smiled before giving her a respectful bow. His armor, though simple, was polished to a gleam, and his sword hung securely at his side.

"I am Lyndon, a knight who has always been indebted to you. Please, do call me Lyndon at your convenience."