"An angel..." Ro Fei
"No, a fairy..." Ro Mingxi
"A queen..." Ro Lu
"...an immortal..." Ro Qingxi
The four maids began to argue as to what best describes the woman in a white flowing gown standing in front of them who they called as young madam.
October looked at them silently as they argued about it till their faces turned red as they wheeze. Somehow, she felt like their was warmth slowly creeping into her heart. She remained calm but soon found it funny and cute at the same time. Suddenly, a ghost of a smile so small that was almost unnoticeable graced her prestine face. It was so sudden that all the four of them who were arguing stopped talking and stared foolishly at their young madam with wide eyes and mouths hanging open.
