"Are you my Master?" A woman asked as she curtsied before you. "My name is Guinevere, of the Ruler class and once the Queen of Camelot." She paused, a hint of amusement dancing in her eyes. "I suppose that's a bit redundant, isn't it?" She placed a finger thoughtfully on her lips before continuing with a gentle chuckle, "What I mean is that I am a Ruler class servant, but I also held the title of Queen of Camelot in my time."

Her green dress flowed elegantly as her delicate brown hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her emerald green irises shone brightly with a mixture of confidence and warmth. "I hope we get along well, Master," she added, her smile both regal and inviting.