A few minutes passed, and suddenly, the carriage came to a halt, causing Asher's eyes to flutter open.
"We've arrived at The Orchid Auction House, Young Master," came the soft, sweet voice of Lyra, the ever-present and ever-efficient maid.
At her words, Asher merely nodded, then calmly inquired, "How many minutes remain until the auction officially begins?"
Without hesitation, Lyra reached into her uniform and drew out a pocket watch attached to a long silver chain. She flicked it open with practiced elegance and responded, "Ten minutes, Young Master."
"Let's proceed then. I'd like to be settled before it begins," Asher said with a composed tone, his voice carrying a quiet authority.
"As you wish, Young Master," Lyra responded respectfully. She rose from her seat with grace and stepped out of the carriage, positioning herself beside the door, ready to close it after Asher exited.
