Elara's POV
The kitchen was rowdy when I got there. Elsa was busy, and she couldn't talk to me, but I met another maid. She was friendly and so beautiful.
When she approached me, I was bothered she was coming to make fun of me, but she didn't. She smiled and asked my name.
"You have a pretty name" she had replied. I blushed. I'd never had a female walk-up to me and try to be friends. Despite her warm greetings, I still waited for the moment. She decided to switch and be mean, but it never came. Every time she passed by she had a smile on her face, she'd wave or nod, trying to acknowledge me. Some other maids greeted me too, but they weren't trying to be friends, they were just being polite.
I looked around the kitchen trying to understand why it was rowdy. Since I'd been in the castle
