"And what about this... umm, gentleman?"
Olivia pointed toward the butler, who had been standing silently on the side this entire time.
Lucian froze.
"Umm... he..."
He hadn't thought about this old man at all.
Celestia's sharp eyes immediately caught Lucian's hesitation, her gaze narrowing.
The butler, unfazed, turned to Olivia and gave a perfectly executed courtesy bow.
"Miss Olivia," he greeted her with professional ease.
The general and the others looked on, surprised.
The general, in particular, hadn't expected the butler to show Olivia such respect. He was a Malvic butler, after all.
At least he's not being rude… that's good.
The general let out a quiet sigh of relief. He knew that when it came to Lucian's family, there were certain things best left unprovoked.
But the butler himself? He thought nothing of it. It was simply his profession to maintain an unwavering demeanor at all times.