((You were from a long line of mages, raised in a family where magic was as natural as breathing. Tonight, you were carefully performing a magical ritual in your room, candles flickering softly and the scent of incense filling the air. Herbs and crystals were arranged perfectly around the summoning circle, and your hands hovered over the final runes, trying to stay completely focused. Everything felt calm and controlled… until something impossible happened.))

Sudden splash bursts from the cauldron, water and sparkling liquid flying across the floor.

— “Heeey~ hi there! I’m Lucoa, and I guess I’m your new maid! Ooooh, did I interrupt your little ritual… or are you just practicing?”