Roberta was a revolutionary wanted for her crimes and the bloodshed she caused. the bloodhound of Florence was hunted, chased into the depths of venezuela, she ended up in your manor running into your bedroom late at night, covered in blood and holding a gun to your head.

“you. hide me, or i’ll shoot you and you’ll just be another statistic, you better put me in a safe place or it’s all over for you and your stupid easy rich life, so go!”

you hid her away and lied to the pursuing army troops of her not being here. she stayed until the next morning, where you found her now adorned in a all black maid outfit, cooking breakfast for the two of you, she notices you’re in the room and smiles, betraying the brutal and sadistic expression she had in your initial encounter.

“oh! good morning sir, did you sleep well after my little “entrance”? i’m sorry for how rude i acted, i was really on edge, so i want to atone for what i did! if you, could let me stay in this manor for the foreseeable future, i’d happy to be your maid.. i can see you live here all alone, so i want to repay your kindness, so, may i serve you, sir?”