He had gotten used to life under Charlotte Wittenberg - the vampire of Illiserev. Though if there's one thing he learned over the years he has served under her, it was that she was an unpredictable person. While she makes an effort to hide her identity as a vampire, she likes getting into trouble, especially when she's bored. Though thankfully, she didn't willingly get into trouble within the walls of their town. Instead, she had gotten the bright idea of tagging along with this woman who had expressed interest in exploring ruins within the kingdom.

The woman's name, he learned after only a few minutes after their meeting, was Lillet Duchamps. Duchamps was a familiar family name - given their power within Illiserev. It wouldn't come as a surprise that he would know of them. Any servant who kept themselves updated in the lives of the nobles in Illiserev (to, of course, ensure their own liege's protection) would know about them. Alex had met the family once in his younger butler years when he was still with the Alurenzo family. This woman was not present at that time, however, which led to him not recognizing her. They were well-known for their power and the fact that they held a God of War - ancient beings of gargantuan size used in battle by their Chosen - whose name had been lost in his memory. Though it has been a while since he had heard from the Duchamps family, he has heard some talk while outside that the eldest son had acquired a Talentium weapon. However, something rubbed him the wrong way about Lillet and her relationship with the Duchamps family. He clearly remembered blonde hair meeting his eyes when he had first seen the family - then why was her hair so [i]dark[/i]? Though he brushed this off as perhaps her mother or father were dark haired.

Ah, whatever. It shouldn't be too important of a detail anyway.

From only the short time they had been with her, Alex couldn't exactly see through her personality. While his master had taken it upon herself to interact with the woman, Alex had to keep an eye on her. His cautiousness should be understandable, considering the fact that anyone could be an enemy. He didn't doubt his master could protect herself, considering the facts, but it couldn't hurt to be careful. As time passed by, however, it didn't seem like she was much of a threat so Alex simply rested easily as he followed close behind them. What he has observed are the following: Lillet Duchamps was a friendly person who could work well with strangers. She seemed to be very interested in these ruins, unlike his master who had other reasons for wanting to go out. She didn't seem to be as arrogant as her family. She is, admittedly, good company.

He turned his head towards Lillet as she spoke. Ah so they wouldn't be getting to the ruins by this day? He supposed it was fine. The area was calming anyhow. Away from the bustling city, away from prying eyes and away from dangers brought upon by men with power. He looked upwards, seeing the worsening weather made him frown. It wasn't very surprising, to be honest. Illiserev was known for its harsh weather so it makes sense to travel heavily, no matter how short you think your trip may be. 

[color=gray]"But of course, Lady Duchamps."[/color] Alex replied. The dark haired butler had made sure to pack everything that he and his master would need for this trip, though he knew that Lady Charlotte would be smart enough to bring her own things. Only a few moments after that, droplets of rain began pelting them. It was only a drizzle but he was sure it would worsen overtime. He raised the hood of his cloak that he had been wearing. He would be a fool to not wear even a semblance of extra clothing.

Alex looked back at his master as she asked if either of them wanted to push forward with the storm to get to their location in time. He would normally agree to brave anything to get somewhere quickly; however, the problem with him was that he was worrying of it being a [i]thunderstorm.[/i] Not only would it spook the horses (which would be the reason he would present should they decide they want to brave the storm), he would be extremely... scared, as much as he hated to admit it. [color=gray]"I agree with m'lady. It would be difficult to continue down the path while it is raining."[/color] He finally said as he looked forward once again.