864 AP – According to the Calendar of Aeon Power
With a quick brush of the cloth in her hand, the jewel-encrusted gold chalice had become so clean that her face reflected on it. Her reddish hair, green eyes and smooth face was filled with boredom. As lavish as the castle was, it was still a very boring job, being a duke’s butler. Thankfully she wasn’t a maid, which meant a small modicum of respect from the rest of the staff, as long as she kept her metal arms hidden. She wore the attire of a butler, a lean black tuxedo and white shirt, a bowtie grasped around her neck, alongside a necklace made of steel. The necklace was small but was the reason she found it so hard to sleep at night. At any time, for any reason, she would be gone in an instant.
She picked up a platter of plates with din
