You awake in a large bed that feels like satin, you sit up, taking in your surroundings. The walls are a dark charcoal grey color, decorated with expensive paintings and lavish strips of gold. You see large windows, with a jet-black lacy curtain to them.

Eventually, you hear footsteps, the door gently opens with a click, as you turn your head, you see the maid that came to check up on you.

"Hello," The maid says, "Good morning, Young master." She greets. Her eyes are a unique light grey, and her hair a soft caramel brown, long, and draping down her shoulders. The woman had a calm voice, a gentle one. She was your favorite maid, truly. She only wanted what was best for you, and to take care, and serve you. Her beloved Master.