Vega
Her speed was... surprising. When she stepped in, he scanned her further with his eyes, as if trying to dig for something. His gaze narrowed, but he shook his head and turned before closing the door.
"You can leave your coat and boots there." He pointed to the coat hanger by the door. It was only reasonable, it would be detestable for her to sully his villa. He smiled at her.
"Until the rain stops, you are a guest in my home and no more, please leave whatever foolish notions of a challenge you had to scatter in the rain. It isn't much, but if you have any request, Altya and Vatya will tend to your needs within reason."
Two maids, one as pale as milk, the other as pale as moonlight, bowed to her without uttering a word.
As for the mansion, it was large no doubt, but compared to the extravagant sights and absurd households on the way, it was quite humble. He understood that not all that shines is worth gold, and he found it tasteless to drink from a cup of gold when so many starved just outside. Some said the richness of the pine garden's home was no doubt a gold plaster to hide the poverty of their souls. Someone ought fix such things.
She could find a sizeable kitchen, provided with fresh produce grown by hand. A notion he had found no shortage of ridicule for. No matter, what was the worth of the bleating of mindless cattle? As for a gym, he did have a training dojo, but there was no more in sight, and it looked quite ordinary.
"Is this to your liking?"
