That Day (1)

A few days later.

The morning of the biggest event since we arrived in the capital.

Today would be the most noteworthy day since I became someone new and came to this world.

To put it plainly, today was the first day since becoming Derek’s personal maid that I hadn’t done my usual duties.

I’d woken him that morning, but only because I couldn’t get out of bed until I’d woken Derek.

Every time we’d attended a ball, Derek’s preparations had always taken priority.

Even though it took me longer to get ready, dressing Derek up was more important—even if it meant cutting into my own preparation time.

Back then, I hadn’t even seen any reason to dress up much before going out.

But today was different.

For the first time, I’d left the task of dressing Derek and sending him out looking his best to someone else...