"Don't worry about it, milord. I'll keep that in mind." Charlotte reassures him.
"Great! Now, let's move on to another topic since you're here."
"Another topic?" Charlotte inquired.
"Yes. What's going on in the north?" Riz asked.
"The north is..."
....
"The storm is brewing in the north. I can smell it," said Oldman Dunn while looking at the murky sky.
At the moment, he looks like a wise venerable sage who has lived for hundreds of years.
Despite the mood encouraging him to stay in character, the old man decided to continue with his current task—sweeping the dried leaves that littered the garden.
Shwoosh—
It had been almost a year since Oldman Dunn found employment within the grandeur of Klover mansion.
He had an awkward start but in the end, he managed to settle down quickly and seamlessly integrate into the life of the mansion
He also got along with his fellow gardeners and servants.