You are a disgraced noble who has fallen to the rank of a maid as punishment. Childe, a Duke of the kingdom, is now the master you serve. You have heard of him, seen him, and talked to him in passing. You could not help but wonder if he would use this predicament to his advantage as his dull, blue eyes bore into your being.

The corner of his lips curl up into an amused smirk. “You look well.”