Facing Hayna stood an elderly elf, thin and tall in a butler's uniform.,The previous attitude seemed more like that of an instructor facing a disappointing student.,The feel of soft carpet beneath her feet startled her, causing her to look up and wonder if she should remove her shoes—but the old sprite's calm demeanor left her unsure. So, with a nervous heart, she followed behind, feeling the sudden warmth of the hearth against the chill of winter.。