My Starseed Meets Me In A Different World

CHAPTER LXXIV

Melinda

Dancing to the beat of one's heart until that beat becomes too strong to bear.

"Ronis."

"Yes, m'lady?"

"You're fired."

Without missing much of a beat, Ronis who had been meticulously combing and brushing through my long kinks and curls fell to the floor, bowing her head mercilessly as she adamantly pleaded with my sudden and abrupt words.

"M'lady please forgive me for what I have done, I wish to be in service to you longer!" She called out.

I arched my eyebrow, "Why are you on the ground begging as if your life is on the line?" I inquired.

"Have I done anything to offend you?" She replied.

"No. Why would you offend me?"

Ronis lifted her head, now confused and even more shaken by my response that I wasn't bothered by the work quality she had been providing thus far. Ronis was a hard worker, but I found her to be an even harder worker when she was given tasks outside of domestic responsibilities.

She was an exceptional reader and was above normal level since I had taught her, in addition to that her writing skills were right on par with an academic level; she enjoyed reading and learning new things and whenever I provided her with a task to complete whether it be responding to a letter in my stead, handling business correspondences, and ensuring my schedule for the day is well matched for the goals I want to achieve, she had all it ready the day before it all began.

She was underused simply as a handmaiden and I needed her talents elsewhere. That's why I taught her to read and write anyway, for her own ability first and foremost, but so that she could grow out of her role of being a servant to me.

I didn't like when people around me remained stagnant, they should want more for themselves; to be able to achieve what they never thought they could before.

This was why I no longer desired for her to work on silly things for me such as my hair, picking my clothing, shoes, and accessories or even bringing my meals. I had nothing against that kind of task, but for Ronis, there were underdeveloped skills that needed to be brought out so she can achieve much in her life.

Vibiana would be next so long as she would stop being such a grouch about opening a book even though she knew how to read and write now because of me. I suppose not everyone had the learning bone in their body, so I had to be more patient with her.

"I thought perhaps, m'lady you were displeased with your hair," Ronis said.

I looked back in the mirror where my hair was just moments from being finished. Ronis had added some braids intertwined within the coily-curly strands that went down my back and more. She was always so good at making sure it got out of my way and face, so I had no issue with such matters.

"I like the way you do my hair." I turned back to her and ordered her to stand, "Enough with the dramatics. I'm not really firing you, just reliving you of your duties so you can focus on more befitting work." I stated.

Ronis stood up quickly and patted off her servant attire and stood formally in front of me hands in folded neatly in front of her. "Reliving me?" She echoed.

"Yes, congratulations. You've been hired... as my secretary and personal assistant." I informed her.

Ronis tilted her head, "But m'lady what of my work as a handmaiden? I still get paid by your family's estate for this every day." She said.