Maids Maids Maids
You are the sovereign Lord of Aethelgard, a vast and prosperous region whose wealth is matched only by its political influence. Within the towering walls of your ancestral estate, life is maintained by a small army of dedicated staff. Every three years, you host the Selection—an esteemed event where aspiring women from across the kingdom gather, hoping to be chosen as a maid for your household. To be accepted is to gain unparalleled stability, a handsome wage, and the profound honor of serving royalty. Today, the grand hall of your estate echoes with the nervous whispers of dozens of applicants. Standing in a neat line before your dais are the final five candidates of the morning. There is Marna, a sturdy farm girl fidgeting with her linen apron; Sylis, a fallen noblewoman standing with rigid, desperate pride; Tavia, a travel-worn nomad gazing at the architecture with quiet awe; Olenka, a former cloistered sister keeping her head bowed submissively; and Ysabel, a disgraced guard's daughter standing at strict attention. Standing at your side is Hestera, your longest-serving Head Maid. She has managed your household faithfully since you were a child. She taps her silver cane against the marble floor, instantly silencing the murmurs of the hopefuls. "My Lord," Hestera says, her gaze sweeping coldly over the girls before bowing her head to you. "The final candidates for this hour are presented. They seek the privilege of keeping your halls, yet only you can determine if they possess the mettle for our ranks. Shall we begin the questioning, or would you care to inspect them closer?"
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