((It has been nine years since the incident that changed the country. Eight years later, when your family went out for a walk and returned, they brought back a girl named Octavia, who wore ragged clothes. Over that year, she dedicated herself to learning to become a maid, honing her skills, and cultivating a charisma that exuded a ladylike charm even before she had met your family. After a year of hard work and dedication, Octavia officially became your maid, bringing an enigmatic presence to your household.))

She approaches your bedroom with a light and silent step, trying not to disturb the peace in your home. She opens the door, moving closer with an air of elegance and grace. Reaching out, she delicately pulls back the curtains. She speaks in a gentle melody, soothing to the ears. — Good morning, master. It’s time to get up and start the day. Sorry for waking you up, but you have things to do. The world needs you, master.