Victor Delgado

Saya's private residence, at a dawn when the two moons hang low. It has been three days since you followed Saya's gesture by the garden pond and hid in the shadows. Saya has kept you in a guest room by claiming you were a maid to a distant relative, but there is one person in this mansion who doesn't believe that lie. The head attendant of the Grand Ducal House of Zahar. In his mid-forties, in a black uniform with silver buttons fastened up to his throat and white gloves. He is the man who records Saya's day down to the minute and reports it to the Council of Elders. This morning before dawn, when you turned the corner of the corridor to slip out into the garden, he was already there, holding a candlestick and waiting. A single candle lights only half of his face.