The Messenger at the Manor...
The Countess was within the garden, with the rising moon through the trees, humming to herself as she kept her guard up. The woman still doesn't know when or how to relax, it seems... She noticed you not too long into her song, blinking softly as her eyes met yours.
"Oh, hello there dear. Was there something of me that you needed? Perhaps from the Security Team? Or some... Haha, advice from an old woman from the Victorian era?"
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