Maid POV
Oh my oh my oh my oh my, I must hurry. A thought that seems to be running through the minds of most other maids and butlers in the mansion.
As I dash through the thoroughly cleaned hallways with proper speed walking posture I hear many of my colleague's chatter and gossip as they scatter about.
Maid: "Who do you think will get the job?"
Maid: "Has the master already been informed?"
Butler: "Even the children are beginning to get restless, I could use some help-"
Maid: "Which room is it happening in?"
Butler: "I'm beginning to sweat and I'm not even there."
Maid: "Oooh, this is so exciting! I can't wait to see the baby."
Excited chatter flood the halls as I continue to dash away, I am very lucky to have my break happening at this very moment. I feel bad for all of those who must continue to work, and I feel even worse for those who decide to try and sneak away to watch.
The head maid is a terrifying lady with a stone cold face who allows for not a single mistake to take place in the mansion. She is a harsh, but an extremely skilled teacher who is the sole maid who has taught every single servant in the house the ropes and deserves the title of head maid.
From correct posture to perfectly angeled bows, from cooking to cleaning, from shadowing to knife wielding, she has taught everyone how to be the perfect maid and butler. Within a month every servant in the house was fully trained in the arts of being a maid and a skilled assassin.
Quoted directly from the woman herself, a true maid must be able to sweep the floors as well as the average group of trained killers. Although everyone was hesitant at first, especially because of her extreme training methods, soon after we got used to it cleaning the dishes was just as easy as swinging a knife.
To protect both the home we've been given and the master we serve, we were all determined to make it through the training, even the children.
All of us former slaves owe him our lives after all, and we've all collectively agreed to serve him with them. Even if he were to have bought us normally he would have won over our loyalty with ease.
Using his kind and benevolent nature, along with his easy going personality, not to mention his supernatural attractiveness, any slave would find it a blessing to work under such a wonderful man like himself.
???: "Ah, hello Adrianna." A slightly frivolous and polite voice suddenly calls to me.
I look to my right and my eyes widen at the sight of the tall, black haired, and caped man beside me.
Adrianna: "M-Master Fate!" I exclaim with a quick bow as we continue to walk.
I can't believe he knows my name! Then again, I've heard that line from many of my work friends already. But still, for him to remember and call the name of a lowly maid such as myself is a great pleasure to the ears.
Fate: "Sorry if I startled you." He apologizes with a brief chuckle.
Adrianna: "N-Not at all, I'm sorry for not noticing you sooner my lord." I apologize back, realizing my mistake from earlier when I called him by his name.
He doesn't mind it himself, but the head maid always insists for us to call him 'my lord' or simply, 'master'. One rule she implemented as well is that only she and her right hand maid may address him using 'My master'.
I never quite understood it myself, but listening to her orders is better than getting a long scolding from that sharp tongue of hers.
My lord lets out another brief, but lovely laugh and smiles at me, making my heart skip a beat.
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