In the grand mansion that stood like a silent sentinel amidst the verdant gardens, Dania, the head maid, was a whirlwind of activity even though the day hadn’t started yet. Her days were filled with a myriad of tasks, from the mundane to the monumental.
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She moved from room to room, her steps as familiar as the lines on her palm. The grand ballroom with its crystal chandeliers, the library with its musty scent of old, the drawing-room with its plush velvet drapes - each room was a chapter in the mansion's story, and Dania knew them all by heart. She dusted the antique furniture, polished the silverware until it gleamed like moonlight, and managed the labyrinthine schedule of her lady, Fiona. The mansion was her universe, and she was its caretaker, ensuring that the mansion ran like a well-oiled machine.
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Despite the enormity of her responsibilities, Dania was the sole maid in the mansion and also acted as Fiona’s personal assistant.
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She worked tirelessly without complaints; this was her purpose, and it took her entire day every day.
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Dania was a woman of unyielding dedication, her loyalty to Fiona as steadfast as the mansion's stone foundations. She had been at Fiona's side through many seasons, through joy and sorrow, through triumph and defeat. Fiona, to Dania, was a beacon of strength and grace, a woman who could conquer any challenge and achieve whatever is she set her mind to, with an unshakeable composure and elegance. Dania admired her, respected her, and never questioned her decisions. This was the Fiona she knew, the Fiona she had served for years.
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But of late, a shadow had fallen over the mansion, a specter that seemed to have unsettled Fiona. The arrival of Bella, a slave who claimed to be Fiona's sister, had stirred a tempest. Dania had watched, helpless, as Fiona grappled with emotions, she had never seen her lady display before. Anxiety gnawed at Fiona's edges; anger flared in her eyes lost in a fog of confusion.
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Dania's heart ached as she watched her unaware lady struggle with her own emotions. She yearned to help, to ease Fiona's burden, but she was unsure how. As she moved through her daily tasks, her mind was a whirlpool of worry and uncertainty.
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Her thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of a messenger at the mansion's imposing front door. The man handed her a letter, his face solemn. Letters delivered by private messengers usually bore news of great importance, often urgent matters that required Fiona's immediate attention.
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Dania's eyes flickered to the sender's name, and her heart sank. Lady Charlotte. Fiona's closest and most trusted friend and ally, and the woman Dania disliked the most. Dania feels like lady Charlotte takes advantage of Fiona's trust and the worst predicaments Fiona had been through had been her fault.
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A bitter taste filled Dania's mouth as she looked at the letter.
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But she had a duty to perform. So, she made way to Fiona's office, the letter clutched tightly in her hand. She could only hope that the news it bore would not add to Fiona's troubles.
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The sun had barely risen, casting long, dramatic shadows across the office. Dania entered the room with a sense of trepidation. Her lady, Fiona, sat behind her desk, her hand pressed against her forehead, her eyes closed in a grimace of discomfort. Dania's heart clenched at the sight. Fiona had been acting strangely all day, her usual vibrant energy replaced with a listless fatigue that was entirely out of character.
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"My lady, you've received a letter," Dania announced, her voice echoing in the quiet room.
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"Leave it here," Fiona replied, her voice barely above a whisper. Dania placed the letter on the desk, her eyes never leaving Fiona. The letter bore the seal of Lady Charlotte, picking Fiona’s interest. It was a summons to the port, a call to action in their shared mission to bring down the annoying Baron.
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Fiona sighed; a sound so heavy with weariness that it seemed to fill the room. Dania watched her, a knot of worry tightening in her stomach. This was a new side of Fiona she couldn’t get used to. The usually confident and assertive lady was replaced by a figure of vulnerability.
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"If I may ask, what was the letter about?" Dania ventured, breaking the silence.
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"I need to go to the port to get things moving," Fiona replied, her voice distant.
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"Is this about the Baron? Wasn't Lady Charlotte supposed to take care of it?" Dania asked, her tone sharper than she intended. She had never trusted Lady Charlotte, her instincts warning her of the woman's manipulative nature.
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"Dania... Careful with your words. Lady Charlotte has other matters to attend to today, and this is my problem in the first place. The help I've been getting has been plenty already," Fiona said, her voice firm. After a moment, she added, "Plus, I think a distraction would do me well."
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"My deepest apologies, my Lady," Dania said, bowing her head. She was still worried about Fiona, unsure if letting her go in her current state was the best idea.
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"I still think you should rest for today, my Lady," Dania suggested, her voice filled with concern.
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"Nonsense, I can't keep delaying this. Get everything ready," Fiona ordered, her tone leaving no room for argument.
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"Understood".
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As Fiona's carriage pulled away from the mansion, Dania stood by the main gate, her eyes following the receding vehicle until it disappeared from sight. She sighed, a sense of unease settling over her. Dania was not one to question orders or make decisions on her own. She was a loyal servant that never broke the rules.
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But as she turned back, a new resolve hardened within her. Her loyalty to Fiona was unwavering, and seeing her lady in such a state was more than she could bear. She would do whatever it took to ensure Fiona's wellbeing, even if it meant stepping out of her comfort zone and taking matters into her own hands. The day was still young, and Dania knew she had a long road ahead. But for her lady, she was willing to walk any path, no matter how treacherous.
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Her hands were trembling for what she must do, but her mind was already set, determined. ‘It’s ok, I’m doing this for my lady’ She replayed the phrase mentally over and over again while entering the mansion, as to justify her actions.
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