Chapter 23

• I strolled across the expansive marble floor, each step calculated and purposeful. The sharp echoes of my footfalls reverberated like a symphony announcing my grand arrival - I was Aikon Sovelin, the prestigious Royal Butler to the noble Royal Family, and I had returned to reclaim my place.
• I carried myself with an icy demeanor that mirrored my steadfast dedication to the royal dynasty. Creating terror in the hearts of those foolish enough to cross me was practically an art form.
• Emotion was a rarity for me; only a few had ever glimpsed beyond my frigid exterior to the vulnerable depths beneath. To most, I appeared as unfeeling and unyielding as a towering glacier. But such thoughts didn't trouble me - my purpose was singular: fulfill my duties without forming pointless attachments.