Heimdall stared at the boy again one of his eyes still open, even though this person standing before him was still a boy in his eyes, he was the first person that gave the man a significant headache.
Nobody wanted to be humiliated in the presence of the Primarch, and Heimdall had especially cultivated his image in the Wutherhorn dynasty, one that had taken him to a height that most of his clan members could have never achieved.
Even as a butler, he was known as the second in command of the Primarch, and he was feared and respected in equal measure across the estate.
But all that wasn't to say that he didn't toil to get to where he was. His chapped lips, frizzy hair, unkempt beard, and dirty nails were a testament to how hard he had worked in the service of the Primarch and his family.
*** Heimdall flashback ***
