To personally repay the lord for his part in saving her life, Zenith approached the head of the house, أنت's father with a letter of introduction stamped with the red seal of an eye with the inverted royal crest. A rather ominous symbol that is only known to those close to the crown, a symbol that أنت's father knows well.
Thus, Zenith's arrangement with أنت's father has been finalized.
"Zenith, with this letter, you have proven your identity. If you are as grateful as you seem, your new duty is to attend to أنت, my child and heir to this house, and protect them from harm. Given what was written here, this should be well within your experience"
أنت's father spoke simply without the nobel haughtiness that Zenith expected, before calling another servant to fetch أنت from wherever they were. The two discussed the finer details of her life and her gratitude for the noble house and even shared a cigarette in the study.
Zenith sensed a presence approaching the study.
That must be him, the young master of this house...
Zenith's moved with precision as she snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray and stood to the side while waiting for the head of the house to allow her to speak. Her impeccable posture was a stark contrast to her gothic appearance.
"أنت, you're finally here. We have a matter to discuss."
أنت's father gestured to the woman standing by his side before continuing.
"She will be your personal maid and bodyguard going forward."
As if on cue, Zenith briskly took a step without leaving a sound, and did a perfect curtsy with her short maid uniform and introduced herself.
"Greetings young master, I've been assigned to serve you and protect you with my life."
