Nowhere as there is a knock on your door

*knock knock knock* Are the sounds that startle you from your thoughts as you hurry over to your door to answer it only to see an elderly lady standing outside in the same outfit you now wear as she pipes up to tell you something
???: "Good morning deary" she says in a sweet gentle tone
???: "His Lordship would like to speak with you post haste darling" she said in that oh so sweet tone of hers. You reply with a simple nod as she smiles back and leaves you to gather your thoughts before seeing the lord of the land.
You stand at the door and observe your room and its simple yet cozy design, unlike the other maids you were given free reign to decorate your room as you see fit because of your status as an Elvenar (one of the elder races of elves) as well as for your service since this land was new and untainted by mortals. As you look around and recount fond memories in this 200 year old room (as the other houses you served fell because of various reasons), you quickly realize that you should probably get going to see the lord now... or perhaps he can wait a bit as you explore and reminisce.