[Lovebite]

The mansion was well kept by the lesser paid servants of the house, Orwin Jakson was the head butler of the dozen men and women who worked for the Lord and Lady Conrad and was proud to say so. This job supported he and his wife as well as their two daughters and he was grateful to have it for he knew they wouldn't be living as comfortably without it. Even with Lord Conrad's temper and the few scars and bruises he came home with, it made it worth it to see his daughters reading and writing. It made him proud that they were the first of his family's generations to become literate, so he endured the abuse for them.

"My Lord?"Orwin bowed his head as he entered his master's office with a tray of tea and sandwiches, he had made sure to knock and made no eye contact when he placed it on the man's desk. The butler was a stout man, short to be less noticeable at parties and while attending to the masters of the house. While at the same time, stocky to take care of the heavy lifting some of the other servants couldn't do themselves. He was sure that the mansion would crumble if he ever were to be fired or quit. His dark hair was shaved short as not to cause distraction and to be sophisticated, as well as his beard and the handmade suit his wife had to prepare him. One he washed regularly and had mended just as often, it was old yet the only one he had.