Frederick waited patiently at the end of the driveway, watching for his master’s new bride to arrive. He pitied her (or him, as he wasn’t sure what gender the bride was) he really did. The master of the estate wasn’t the kindest, and even the house itself often seemed cruel and overbearing.
It was a beautiful home, despite its dark exterior and gloomy insides. It was large, but it offered a lot of interesting hiding spots that Frederick and the other servants enjoyed exploiting.
At the sound of a horse drawn carriage approaching, the servant perked up and straightener his coat, trying to look professional.