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Were the scene before her any less shocking, Claudia would've had some chance to go on the attack. Yet seeing someone who she had thought was a good friend of hers... doing this despicable thing to her lovely little sister... It took her a moment to register what she was seeing. "I-Isaac? ALEX!" Yet it was all the time he needed to attack her first. As the pair collapsed on the floor with him on top, Claudia started to really get ferocious. Feeling betrayed and seeing her sister in such a condition... it was unforgivable! She started to overpower the smaller guy, pushing him off bit by bit even as he held unto her wrists. Growling at

Carla's tail wagged from side to side as she walked down the hall with Miki by her side. She couldn't help but eye the cute girl up and down. No doubt, the two would become very acquainted in due time... She took the new recruit on a tour of the entire manor, showing her the variety of rooms and corridors, such as the dining hall, kitchen, study, various gardens, etc. and explaining what her duties would be in each room. The building seemed to be endless in size, but most notably for someone like Miki, each room was decorated with lots of expensive pottery and other antiques that would require great care when handling. After about an hou

Miki flushed happily to see that her efforts to show how hard she was willing to work were being well-received. For the first time since her family had told her she couldn't stay at the restaurant, she was feeling very optimistic about what the future would bring. She followed Carla to the office door and stepped out behind her, feeling butterflies in her stomach as she glanced from side to side. "Thank you very much," she murmured to Carla with a meek smile. Even though the other maid was quite formal, she seemed nice and Miki hoped that Carla would like her and be a bit patient if she had trouble catching on to her duties. "Where are w

Carla was delighted by Haru's praise. After all the years they had spent together, she should be used to it by now, but to this day it still made her happy to know she's served her master well. "My pleasure, master." She bowed as she slowly stood up and smiled at the new recruit. "Come with me, then, I'll have you acquainted with the manor in no time. If you should choose to live here, or at least stay the night, then I shall show you to your room as well." She continued to speak in a professional yet friendly tone, sounding almost more like a secretary than a maid once again. She then walked over to the office door and gently pushed it

Carla nodded in response to her master's suggestion. "Yes, it would be a good idea to at least try your uniform on before leaving, if you don't plan on staying the night. You might find that it is a bit tight, but in the case that it is too small, then we'll just have to make adjustments." She slowly steps up to Miki and leans toward her ear to whisper into it once again. "By the way, there's no need to be embarrassed about the torn button. If you ever wear a button-up top again, you may want to consider leaving a few more buttons undone, in fact. You have a nice chest, and Master does enjoy when his girls demonstrate some extra confiden

Miki's eyes were about the size of saucers as she was led through the intricate hallways filled with countless beautiful and impressive objects. The kitchen dwarfed the one owned by her family. She had never seen anything like this manor before. In fact, she had never even dreamed of things like this. She almost felt as if someone like her didn't deserve to walk in here. Even though it was an hour and a half of walking and gawking, there were so many things to see that Miki felt the time fly by. At last, they stopped in a bedroom and Miki peeked around curiously, wondering if this was hers as she clutched her new clothes tightly. If it was, i

Location: Wandering the streets of Lathulla Justine stood by Nanette, her beautiful white Camargue mare, who by this time was more than accustomed to being shipped back and forth on boats with her lady. "How are you, mon chérie?" she crooned softly. Hubert, her large Beauceron, barked at her feet and she immediately bent down to pet him. "You're in high spirits, Hubert," she said with a small smile, glad to see that he too was doing well. "Glad you've stopped getting sea legs." They were traveling on a boat owned by a merchant whose daughter she'd successfully treated, and she didn't really know where she was headed, but that was part of