Canterbury | Open
The pungent smell of wet rag filled the air as Canterbury continued to clean the windows. The manor had been unusually dirty today, and the poor demon had been expected to clean it. He scrubbed, roughly, against the glass, cleaning it of any grime it may have had.
His day continued on like this. Boring, unimportant. And for once, the boy wished for something to take him away from his work. His wishful thinking nearly distracted him from the knock on the door. Red eyes spared a weary glance towards the wooden entrance before he began to approach it. A glove hand reached out to open the door before pausing. I don't recall the young master having a visitor today... but perhaps it is  urgent. Besides, it would be looked down upon if the Trancy household didn't have the hospitality to so much as open it's door to strangers.Â
And without further thought, Canterbury opened the door. "Welcome to the Trancy manor," his voice was as sickeningly sweet as the false smile plastered onto his face. "I will see to any needs you may have."
