Royal Castle of Estoria (2)

Theron and Tyron stepped into the quarters prepared for them, greeted by a row of palace maids dressed in light blue uniforms with white aprons. The maids stood in perfect formation, their heads slightly bowed in respect.

"Welcome, Lord Tyron, Young Master Theron," they said in unison, their voices harmonizing.

Tyron smiled warmly at the display of respect. "Thank you for your efforts," he responded, his tone appreciative.

Theron's eyes wandered around the entrance. Before the house where they'd be staying, there was a garden just outside. It's a decent size, enough to fit all the knights they brought along if they want to train early in the morning.

"Let me tour you around, Lord Tyron and Young Master," the maid who was in front uttered as she motioned her hand inside.

Tyron abruptly nodded while his right hand remained holding Theron. Rian, the other maids, and the knights followed them soon after.