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"Working at another place?"
"Yes. You know that the Empire's congregation Banquet is coming up, right?", the head maid explained calmly, sipping at a purple teacup.
"They are lacking maids and have asked for our help," she states. "And it seems that you will need to go and help them. Since everyone here is relying on you, right?", the tea plate clacks as she sets down her cup.
The Empire's Anniversary Banquet....
I can already imagine the sparkling ballrooms, it's the biggest even in the Empire. For a week there will be a grand festival.
"And this year, the day of the event will be overlapping the day of the Empress, mother to the crown prince, passed away," Susan continues, snapping me out of my daydreams. "To commemorate the Empress, it seems like they'll be redecorating the Rose Gardens from the Rose Palace."
"Do I need to decorate the gardens?" I question nervously. I have no experience doing such things.
"No, you just need to look over the gardeners."
I let out a small sigh of relief, thank god. I realize I've given no response,
"......I understand," I mumble out in confirmation.
The Head maid seems to catch my tone,
"Is there a problem?"
I wave my hands in front of me flustered.
"N-nothing at all. Then I will go to the gardens now," I say quickly, leaving her with a puzzled look on her face, and closing the door with a bang.
"What's wrong with her?" Susan questions into the silence.
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I shut the door behind me. Redecorating a Garden huh...., I stare ahead with a blank look on my face. Does my dream yesterday have anything to do with today? Or it it just coincidence....
My memories of the dream float into my mind.
The imagery of a girl's figure fades into view. "It seems like your gathering inspiration." A voice says. A slight breeze makes the young brown haired girl's hair flutter. "I am feeling the wind" her strong feminine voice replies. "Then the next work will be inspired by the wind. I have high hopes. For you, the garden seeker, Fiona." The other voice says, as Fiona's warm brown eyes looks back at the speaker.
I must get to work, I think encouragingly.
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"Please take care of me! I am from the Lily Palace." My voice carries out to the garden below.
"Welcome. Please be careful so that you don't get injured by the tools here." A senior gardener greats warmly.
"Please take care of us as well"
"Take care"
Other voices call out.
My work is mostly centered around handing the gardeners their tools. Because of my dream, I thought that I would have a lot of work to do. But there's nothing special to do here. I take a break to catch my breath underneath the shade of a tree. How pleasant, it's also pleasant to work.
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A Capable Maid
Fantasy'I am useless' The incompetent maid, Marie, has never been able to do anything correctly. After caring for a dying prisoner, she becomes a person she had always wanted to be. This is the start of the capable maid, Marie. WARNING: Updates irregularly...
