lady dimitrescu x fem

trust

tw: suicidal, sadness, numbness, some smut

HUGE TIME SKIP, AROUND 8 MONTHS LATER

I had been working at this castle for a long time compared to the other maids. They all leave or get locked up for trying to "beat the system". Some of them kill themselves. Sometimes, I wish I did too.

The Lady is the kindest to me of all the other maids. She even forgives my mistakes, not very common with most maids. I'm so glad she keeps me going.

I was preparing breakfast for her as I've done for the past few months, to her own wishes. She only wanted me to prepare her breakfast, I love doing so but it's very tiring.

I became more confident. I slowly started calling her pet names such as dear, honey, baby and dove. She seemed annoyed by them, though I kept trying to be transparent that I trusted her.

I laid the breakfast out on the table, the three daughters immediately showed, giggling. They sat down, they liked me as a maid, though they didn't see me as much different from others.

The Lady came down and went up to her chair. I pulled it out for her.

"There you go, sit, my dove." I said.

She slightly rolled her eyes and sighed, then sat down. I put the plate in front of her and asked what drink she'd like that day.

"Tea, dear. Only made by you." she said.

I nodded. I prepared the tea and served it to her.

Her daughters finished before her and quickly flied off to spy on maids. I cleaned up their dishes and waited for the Lady to finish, leaving me alone in the kitchen with her.

I grew even more tired. I leaned onto the wall and sighed while rubbing my eyes.

She looked at me. "Dear, you may sit down next to me."

I sat down, it's not often she allows me to sit so close to her, though it's not extremely rare either. I guess she just checks up on me. She's the only person that makes me feel comfortable, safe. I feel so much better sitting next to her.

"Are you.. alright?" she asked, so softly, completely getting rid of the powerful tone she held before we were alone.

I looked into her eyes, putting my hair behind my ears. My bangs have grown out in the past few weeks, I don't have the energy to cut them myself again. "Yes, dove. I'm-"

She rolled her eyes. "Dear, I don't believe you are." she said, firm yet soft. "You've sat yourself here and told me you're supposedly great almost monthly for so long now while I watch you slowly.. stop.. being so great.." she said. "It's not true, and I'm not for being lied to."

I looked down and shakily sighed. I haven't been able to talk to anyone about ME for months, and I'm sure as hell not going to talk to my dearest boss. I.. I-I love her dearly so I'm not going to waste her time and my breath. She will scoff and roll her eyes, she'll call me dramatic, just like mother did when I spoke of my feelings.

She sighed. "You shouldn't feel as if you have to talk to me if you don't wish to do so..." she said, boldly and firmly. She then hesitantly waited for a second before deciding upon her next words. "... but.. I'm not just your boss and we both know that. I beg of you to relax yourself, dear.. I am here for you. Please, don't be so scared of me like you have been since we've met. I.. I can hear your heartbeat, you know?" she said, softly and semi-seductively.