"And?"
"Ten females," Fenric said, his voice crisp and efficient. "A variety of races, strictly for domestic work—maids. Cleaning, kitchen duty, estate protocol."
He paused for a moment, then added, "If any among them are combat-capable and still know proper household duties, that's also acceptable. I wouldn't mind some extra security."
The elf gave a slight, respectful smile, impressed by the foresight. "Understood, Your Highness. Multi-role personnel, should they meet your standards."
"Any further specifications?"
Fenric shook his head. "That'll be all."
The elf gave a final nod and stood smoothly. "Then please wait here. I'll have them brought in shortly, according to your specifications."
With a graceful turn, she exited the room, the soft swish of her robe the only sound that lingered behind.
Fenric remained seated, fingers tapping slowly on the polished blackwood table.
