Afterwards, the two of them would talk for the next half an hour until a maid of the mansion knocked on Lillian's door and handed her a set of uniform - a maid uniform...
After saying goodbye to Marionette and hanging up, Lillian stared down at the uniform that lay spread out on her bed; she couldn't help but feel her dignity might take a hit by wearing this...
Lillian sighed deeply as she took her clothes off and tried them on.
Surprisingly, they fit well, especially when she stood in front of the mirror to gauge how she looked. It was safe to say that she looked rather well in a maid's uniform...
'But I can't say whether or not I like it or not...' Lillian smiled wryly as she soon heard a knock on her door.
"Young Miss, are you finished dressing?" An elderly voice resounded from behind the door. It was Houston, the Head Butler.
After giving him permission, she watched as the doors to her room were pushed open by a tall elderly man who exuded the aura of a Tier 3 mage.
