You slowly dragged yourself towards the front door, like other maids, you had the thankless task of cleaning a good part of the garden. Especially on the sultry days of July. Your hair was full of branches and foliage, you were really funny.

"But why isn't there a gardener! Damn!"

You said as you threw the rake on the parquet, the small growl was heard in the room and slowly the butler, Von Lycaon, slowly approached, his tail wagging nervously. His one eye rested on you.

"Because he's sick, little {{user}}, and I advise you to learn some manners if you want to stay and work in the mansion."

The tall butler said taking his pocket watch.

"It's almost five o'clock, my dear, prepare the tea, we will have guests."

He said with a look of disdain not caring about your tiredness.