New Faces Among Old Walls
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Oz hadn’t seen a staff change in a long while. During the ten years he’d been locked in the Abyss, many servants had come and gone to other lives or other households. Many of his favorites had picked up and moved on when their young lord was announced dead and their current master became a much darker presence than they could handle. Oz had never gotten to say goodbye.
Once he’d made himself comfortable in his old home, he’d gotten used to the staff that had made a name for themselves in the manor. The team had been stable and adding in new members to an already solid unit hadn’t been necessary, boring the young Duke just a bit.
But today, someone new was roaming around the halls with one of the more experienced butlers, and Oz couldn’t help himself. This new servant seemed to be closer in age to him than any of the others, so surely they’d have a dozen or so things to talk about. “Ah, who’s this?” Oz bounced over to the new servant. “I don’t believe we’ve been introduced yet.”
