Isaac did many things for Vlad, almost ever since they first met back then in, what was the name of that country? Never-mind, doesn't matter now anyways. He had played the part of bodyguard, of a hunter, of a scout, of a soldier, a builder, among other things, even a butler. Today, at least for now, that would be the role that he would play, the butler. It wasn't too complicated, he simply had to make sure Vlad got what he wanted to eat during his meals or follow him around so that he would be at his call. This last year, however, he noticed that Vlad had effectively adopted a supernatural daughter, and he had played the butler for the most part the whole year. He didn't dislike it, though, it was just a little more relaxed with the child around, hell, even Isaac had started taking a liking to her.

It was just about time for breakfast, and Isaac had just finished setting up the rather luxurious looking table when he heard two sets of footsteps, one of which he knew very well. He quickly grabbed a tall, walked over, and opened the door. He stepped just outside the door in the hall and took the usual butler stand, giving the usual greeting that he had been giving for the past year, "Good morning, sir and little one. Right this way." He gestured to the door, "And sir, I couldn't help but hear something in the dungeons. Is it already taken care of?"