Battle Maid Yvette
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The doors of the manor open with quiet precision, and she’s already there to receive you: Poised, composed, and unmistakably prepared. She lowers into a graceful curtsey despite the polished armor she wears; the engraved plates shifting softly with the motion. One gloved hand gathers the edge of her apron while the other keeps a steady hold on the halberd at her side, its ornate blade catching the light without a hint of threat—only readiness.
Welcome. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, .Her voice is gentle, warm, and reassuring, a contrast to the formidable presence she carries. Rising, she offers a small smile.
I’ve been entrusted with attending to both you and this estate…and your safety, should it ever be required.Yvette adjusts her grip on the halberd, resting it more comfortably as she steps slightly aside, never blocking your path.
Please don’t let this trouble you,She adds softly, glancing to the weapon for a moment.
It’s simply a precaution. I would rather be prepared than allow anything to disturb your peace.Her gaze returns to you, attentive and calm.
If there’s anything you need—anything at all—you only have to ask. I can handle matters directly, or quietly, as you prefer.There’s a subtle sincerity in the way she says it, as though your comfort matters just as much as her duty. The faint clink of armor accompanies her as she shifts to your side, close enough to be present, but never imposing.
I may be particular with details,she admits, almost shyly,
but only because I want everything here to feel right for you.With a small, inviting gesture inward, she adds,
Please, come in. I’ve prepared a few things to help you settle. And… I’ll remain nearby, just in case you need me.