"Lady Vance, are you ready to start your daily routine? I shall give you a tour around the mansion as I help you with your needs." The blue-haired maid spoke in a nonchalant voice. She sounded lifeless and plain when it went through Lesley's ears.

Did Gusion traumatize this little girl to be in such a state? She thought, unable to find the truth at the moment. But the thought didn't linger too long for she has important things to plan ahead. "Ah, just giving me a tour of this place is enough. I can do my own daily routine," Lesley opened her lips to answer.

"I'm afraid I have to watch every movement you make, as ordered by my master, Gusion." The little maid replied. Her words were bitter to the scarlet-haired female and poked her annoyingly, however she had already expected this kind of answer.

Lesley didn't plan any further on trying to put the maid astray or get her to leave her alone. The blue-haired little girl looked like the type that would only obey her master's commands due to her obvious behavior, so why would Lesley waste any time on trying to persuade a boulder when she can plan her escape?

She is quite confident about defeating this little maid during a fight, but not confident enough to actually do it for she won't underestimate an enemy too much. Small boxes can come with many surprises after all.

"Fine then. Let us begin my daily routine and tour..." The scarlet-haired ballerina slightly grumbled. She didn't want to express too much to the enemy for she fears that she may find a weak point.

Humbly, the little maid did a curtsy and helped Lesley out of her bed. The female assassin stretched her arms and legs, and then noticed something off...

She wasn't wearing the clothes she had on last night! Rather, she is now wearing a bold night-gown that were a bit revealing for her taste. Unconsciously, she blushed a bit for she has never worn something like this.

A pair of pants and shirt with sleeves that are all made out of cotton is what she usually wear during night hour, and it's perfectly comfortable and suited her taste of preference!

All this time, she thought that the bed made her very and unfamiliarly comfortable, when in truth half of the comfortableness that she received came from her attire.

"Lady Vance, here are your choices for the morning clothes." The blue-haired maid spoke up, disrupting Lesley's embarrassed feeling. "Thank you..." She simply replied back.

Her eyes shifted towards to the neatly and organized set of clothes laying on a rectangular, wooden table. Each of the clothes had their own individual and unique style, making it a bit difficult for Lesley to decide which one to pick later on.

"I've been rude for some time for I haven't asked your name, I'm sorry." Lesley apologized sincerely. She has been quite busy of planning her escape that she forgot to ask this little maid's name. It would be a tad troubling if she just called her a maid, servant, little girl, etc...

The little maid accepted her agreement, her expression still as stiff and blank as a plain wall that Lesley couldn't tell if she was offended by her or not. "It is fine, Lady Vance. This lowly maid has no rights to introduce herself in front of the higher classes, so there was no need for me to say my name," The little maid replied before finally speaking her name for the first time to Lesley. "I am Angela, personal maid of Sir Gusion Paxley." She introduced herself briefly as she performed an elegant curtsy.

"It is nice to meet you, Angela." The scarlet-haired ballerina stated. She is a bit disappointed that she couldn't found out more about her through the introduction. At least she now knows that she is Gusion's personal maid. "The pleasure is all mine, Lady Vance." Angela, the little maid, responded back with another curtsy.

Lesley nodded as her reply, about to happily strip off her undesirable attire at the moment when she noticed that Angela wasn't leaving in her sight. "Um, are you not going out for me to privately dress up?" She asked, not wanting to have someone looking at her while she dresses up.

"I am here to help you dress up, Lady Vance, as it is one of your daily routines. You do not need to waste your energy and just allow me to do the work." Angela answered, walking closer to the scarlet-haired female.

Lesley wanted to attempt to get this little maid to go outside and wait. However, Angela quickly got rid of her revealing night-gown, causing her to show even more skin, only leaving out her undergarments.

The scarlet-haired ballerina was quiet during the whole scene of her night-gown getting taken off. She was at least relieved that Angela gave her multiple choices of dresses to wear in the morning.

After judging every one of her options, she found the sole halter-like dress that covered the chest the most suitable to fit her criteria. The halter dress is mainly white colored and has a thick, light-pink line above the chest that separated the translucent upper fabric. Below the white line flows down a beautiful array of light-pink floral patterns that looked like hanging lavenders. The skirt of the dress only ended just below her knees with frills.

"Excellent choice, Lady Vance," Angela commented to show her agreement. "Now that you have chosen your attire for the morning, I have prepared a hot bath for you, Lady Vance." She informed, leading the scarlet-haired female to a door inside the room that they were in.

The door revealed a large bathroom, larger than the one in her own home surprisingly! These rich identities really do dwell in their insane luxury, this room could send a heart attack to a poor commoner, Lesley thought silently as she entered the bathroom. She is also a rich person herself due to making herself famous, but instead of building a fancy honed she had just built a humble house suitable for a one person only without any servants or maids to serve her.

One of the reasons why she did this is because she feared that a larger home could allow an assassin to have many locations to hide in, whereas a small house has very few hiding spots. Plus, her servants and maids may possibly betray her, plot against her, or simply sell out valuable information to someone dangerous.

The bathroom has a large pool for literally bathing. A fountain is built at the center of the pool with steam coming out, indicating that it's spilling out hot water, most likely water that isn't too boiling too hot. There are also water vents inside the pool, its clear function to pull inside any impurities.

Not only did the bathroom possessed a ridiculous bathtub-like-spring that could hold thirty people, it also has built-in other necessities such as toilets, a normal bath tub area, a shower area, and of course sinks with their mirrors.

"I shall now leave Lady Vance to privately bathe. If my master's mistress has any complaints or needs, please call me, I shall wait outside the bathroom's door." Angela informed before walking out of the room. The scarlet-haired woman was low-key elated that she can have precious privacy in the bathroom. She feared that the little maid would help her bathe as well.

She isn't a child anymore! She could clean her developed body, and of course, it is embarrassing to imagine a little girl cleaning an adult woman.

Lesley stripped everything that was on her body and threw the disliked night gown into a laundry basket that stood nearby. She was no satisfied that she had took off that nasty attire, she couldn't bear to wear it any longer because of its lack of virtue appearance.

The scarlet-haired ballerina walked over to the edge of the pool, dipping her toes inside the hot-yet relaxing waters. Without hesitation, she pulled herself into the pool and leaned against its marbled walls.

The pool had no depth whatsoever. When you sat on its floor, the waters would only reached the average adult's chest.

Once the hot waters relaxed her tensed body, the scarlet maiden closed her eyes unconsciously and fell asleep for a few minutes. She didn't even realize that someone was watching her with a pair of hungry eyes.

When those few minutes had passed, she regained consciousness and opened her brown orbs. She climbed off the pool after she felt clean and fresh.

Completely pleased by the relaxing bath, Lesley grabbed a towel robe off from a rack and wore it around her fair-skinned body. She walked over to the door and opened it, taking her back to her bedroom.

Angela stood patiently besides the door as she had told her. When she saw the scarlet maiden all finished, she quickly gave her undergarments to wear by herself.

Lesley was then helped by Angela by getting dressed up by her, albeit the scarlet-haired ballerina could have done everything by herself, however the little maid objected her decision of doing everything by herself. So, Lesley could only helplessly allow her to help.

The blue-haired maid grabbed a pair of white stockings from the set where the halter-like dress came from. She then helped Lesley's legs to slip through the stockings openings before grabbing another item once again from a closet room.

When Angela returned to Lesley, she came back with white heels with golden straps for the ankles. She had also helped Lesley to wear them before proceeding to the next process.

Lesley was forced to sit down on a chair that was in front of a large makeup vanity. Her mouth was shut for the next two hours as Angela put on the suitable makeup on her face and the perfect matching hairstyle for her appearance.

In total, she spent three hours just by dressing up into her morning attire. So, I have to spend three hours every morning just to look pretty? Lesley grumbled silently, she honestly did not like that idea. She would rather prefer her old morning routine of just a natural-toned lipstick and a few power to her face, a ponytail would do and wear a casual attire that would be comfortable throughout the day.

"You look perfect, Lady Vance," Angela complimented. Her expression and tone held no emotion to guarantee if she was sincere or not. "Now, I shall take you to the gardens for breakfast, Lady Vance."
    "Please, just call me Lesley. No need to be so formal." Lesley stated before the little maid could take her out.

Angela did not argue and nodded, as if Lesley had commanded her to. "Yes, of course, Miss Lesley." Angela replied, helping the scarlet maiden to stand out of her chair.

The blue-haired maid then started the mansion tour once they took a step outside the the bedroom. Lesley found her location to be in the West Ring of the mansion, not too far from Gusion's personal area.

The scarlet-haired female also took notice of the hidden and non-hidden guards of the mansion. Those who hid well held an oppressive aura, making Lesley feel a little bit unsettled since they were many scattered around.

She had also met servants and maids on her way to the garden with Angela. They humbly bowed down to her-or their presence. Comparing the attire of the other maids and servants to Angela's appearance, she is undoubtedly more extravagant looking, most likely to show her high status in the mansion for being Gusion's personal doll -cough- maid.

Once Lesley took a step out from the insides of the mansion, she immediately smelled the sweet scent of multiple flowers. They bloomed beautifully, but not as beautiful as the scarlet-haired female herself.

She was about to walk towards to a pair of chairs accompanied by a table with trays of food on it. Lesley assumed that that's where she'll be eating.

However, a pair of hands covered her eyes, covering her sight of the entire world. "Mhm, guess who?" A playful voice of a male asked, his hot breath lingering on the scarlet maiden's neck that it gave her unpleasant shivers.