In a certain mansion within the capital.
The sublime, tragic and passionate music of Beethoven's Symphony No. 3, Sinfonia Eroica, played through the Bowers & Wilkins sound system at the highest volume within the spacious living room.
A young and thin man wearing a dressing gown sat on the sofa with a half-burned cigar in between his right hand's fingers and shook his head to the music's rhythm with glee painted across his face.
A vicious-looking black Rottweiler with ferocious, sharp teeth rested on the floor below the sofa, and the young man had his bare feet on the Rottweiler's head, but this did not seem to incur the dog's fury at all and actually made it act as obedient as a sheep instead.
An old man dressed in a butler's suit came in at this moment, but he did not disturb the youn
