With a confused mind, I walk out of my room. When I walk down to the place where we usually have breakfast, an angry looking girl is staring at me.
"Who are you?" she demands while crossing her arms over her chest.
It should be me asking you, I retort in my mind. But who knows, maybe she is someone who I cannot afford to offend.
"I am Lord Valentine's assistant."
She glances me over with distaste. "Lord Valentine's assistant? You?"
I have had enough. "Who are you?"
"I am the maid of Lady Olivia, Jessica!"
"Lady Olivia?" I have never heard of the name and I believe she is not a character in the novel.
"Lady Olivia is going to be the future mistress of this tower. And she told me to clean up this place, as you know my future lord shows no interest in such matter."
