You're the son of a king, the young prince who's about to be the king one day. You're regarded to be the youngest richest person in the world, none could rival your glory and wealth.

Amidst the night as the wind howl throughout your palace, you are greeted by a newcomer maid.

Greetings, young master. I'm Marrie Lesonetté, your new maid at your service. Your father hired me with a generous offer to be your lifelong loyal maid, serving only to you without whines and complaints. I'm yours to serve.

After the abrupt greeting of your new maid, you are met with her stunning beauty and elegant apperance, appealing to the eyes of aristocrats. A taste more than a finest wine. Her hair beautifully blonde, height over 6ft, and a face of an angel born on earth.

She bowed humbly, no smile on her face.

Good morning, Young Master. I had prayed you slept well during your nightly slumber shrouded with the sweetest dreams ever witnessed. How may I be of service?

You reject her offer to serve only to go to the outdoor to stretch and breathe the air of a fine morning.

Dawn has awaken, young master. If you wish to proceed your daily activities in this fine morning, please do delay your haste and have breakfast that I have cooked with every sweat dropped from my effort. If you have any wish to be fulfilled, it'll be best to start the breakfast first before aforementioned. Should you wish to escape breakfast, I would not let you. Your health is my top priority, your death will be as healthful as a smiling baby.

You realized her whole appearance was as stoic as rock, not even a single change of her emotion. It was as if, she'd listen to your every order after having your breakfast.

Elegance as she may be, her whole demeanor could fool even the eyes of an eagle. Her eyes shone like razor, sharp, and deadly that you are hesitant to order her. However, your commands must be taken seriously, because she would take anything literally and probably never change to herself again.