[Noah's POV]
The bell chimed faintly from the east wing.
I straightened my jacket, adjusted the cuffs of my gloves, and walked through the quiet halls of the noble mansion I was now working for in the north.
I did have a fair share from my disownment as an Ashbourne, and while I could use some more money to fund my operations...the real reason I decided to work here wasn't because of the money.
The carpet muffled my steps, portraits of grim-faced nobles stared from gilded frames, and chandeliers swayed.
The name of this place still struck me like a blade.
Bluerose Estate.
When I first heard it whispered in Victoria, I almost dismissed it as coincidence.
But I could not.
I couldn't ignore that name.
Not after what I had lived through.
I remembered the moment too clearly.
Sitting in the small examination hall weeks ago, facing the tests every applicant for noble service endured.
The Bluerose family had been recruiting Guards, Attendants and Butlers.
