Retired Knight: The Private Butler of the Loli Young Lady

"First would be that it's a secret that our master is a dryad," The elf-look-alike said.

The emotionally charged experiences and events occurring over the past few months felt almost beguiling. Whilst my demeanour (and attitude) had improved both domestically and socially, my levels of progression should be considered deceptive. Furthermore, I found myself constantly unable to shake the overarching feeling of foreboding, silently following my every step like the patient lioness hunting its inevitable dinner.