The trio arrived at the Lord's manor soon enough. The gates were imposing, black iron twisted into intricate designs that hinted at the power within. Two guards stood watch, their armor gleaming faintly in the light, and their stern expressions offered no welcome.
Marella stepped forward without hesitation, addressing the taller of the two guards. "We're here to see Lord Nessleson. My brother has an appointment," she declared, her voice steady and authoritative.
The guard's gaze flicked to Ethan, his expression unchanging. "Name and purpose?" he asked curtly.
"Ethan Rutgard," Ethan replied, stepping up beside his sister. "I am here to report to the Lord for the awakening and academy assignment."
The guard studied him for a moment longer before nodding. "Wait here." He turned and disappeared through a smaller side door, leaving the other guard silently standing watch.