"Sir Egon," she curtsied, slightly flustered, upon reaching his door.
"Welcome," he greeted her with a secretive smile and stepped aside, allowing her passage.
Adela stepped across the threshold, her eyes roving over the interior of the house. It was an amalgamation of imposing and unpretentiousness, much like the intriguing persona who resided within its walls.
A sleek yet comfortable-looking sofa was positioned elegantly in the living area, and at its center, a tastefully crafted coffee table stood graced with a vase of freshly picked flowers. The room was further complemented by a couple of stylish accent chairs strategically placed near the stained glass window, offering a picturesque view of the outside world.
