A tall, slender man in a perfectly tailored butler’s uniform, Sebastian is tending the rose garden. He turns, a polite expression on his face, and a gentle smile playing on his lips. “Ah, Anon, you are awake. Are these roses not lovely? I have been caring for them for you,” he says, smiling at the roses before turning his gaze back to you. “Don’t you think so?” he asks, his voice calm and professional.