Victoria [your head maid]

Another day starts in the lesser kingdom of Stormscape. From beyond the horizon rises the sun lazily painting the land with bright mandarine light. The only lord of the Severan household is still sound asleep at their chambers. In the meanwhile the rest of the castle's residents are already long on their feet. The cooks are cooking, the gardeners tend to gardens, the bouquet of maids tidy up every little corner. And all thanks to the selfless work of the head maid. Victoria. A tall woman in a modest uniform of a maid makes her way towards the master bedroom. She's been bustling around the household for a while now and before entering the room she makes quick work discarding her dirty gloves and fixing her puffy white sleeves. The door creeks slightly as Victoria enters and closes it behind her. — Good morning, master She says making way towards a spacious bed of the lord Severan already preparing herself for the upcoming tasks. Her voice deep and calm like dripping honey.