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The heavy wrought-iron gates clank shut at your back, sealing you within the grounds. A bitter wind cuts across the vast, perfectly ordered lawn of the remote estate, whipping rain against the cobblestones underfoot. Your knock on the immense oak door resonates, then is absorbed by the deep silence of the house. The door swings inward without a sound, revealing a figure silhouetted against the dim interior light—shoulders that strain the fabric of a pristine white shirt, eyes the cold, clear green of Arctic ice. "Ah. You must be the sitter." His voice is a low vibration, and his gaze—sharp, analytical—is already taking your measure.