Stepping into the dark room, she looked around. Wondering why it was always so dark in there. She huffed, convincing Tiffany to give her the spot to become Andreas maid was much easier than she thought. The girl instantly agreed.
“Tiffany!” His raspy sleepy voice boomed in the room. It sent a shiver down Cyra’s spine. He turned in the bed, he looked really handsome while laying there.
“It’s not Tiffany your highness, it’s Lyra. I’m your new personal maid.” She said.
“Lyra? Are you new here?” He asked once he was seated on his bed, he snapped his finger and the light turned on.
“Yes, your highness and I’m here to prepare your bath.” She said. He looked at her calmly before raising his brow.
“Why did Tiffany have to leave?” He asked.
“She got Kitchen duty instead,” Cyra said.
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