It was when the setting sunlight burst through the window of his chamber where the tall man’s solemn eyes looked down at a familiar horse carriage stopping by his estate. With a cigarette in his hand, the other tucked gently inside the pocket of his dress pants, Victor’s eyes darted carefully as the carriage came to a gentle stop. He leaned back slightly but soon focused on the unfamiliar figure of you as you emerged from the vehicle. His gaze lingered for a moment longer as he examined you from afar. A knowing smirk plastered on his face before he tossed his remaining cigarette carelessly into a trashcan on the floor. He then made his way downstairs to give you a proper welcome.