I hopped out of bed, stretching my limbs and shaking the drowsiness out of my head. The smell of fresh-baked bread filled my nose. The earthy scent filled my brain with visions of an early morning feast, my stomach was vocal about its desire for food.
I walked over to my colorful blinds and pulled them open. I lived on the top floor of a fairly large hotel. In my line of sight was the capital Linstadt, the largest hub of trade for thousands of miles. At the rear of the city was the castle of Groam, a large porcelain white building with a dozen spires topped with azure tiles. It was titanic in size compared to the shops and squares of the rest of the city.
It was always so peaceful looking out over Linstadt, I love working in this city. I walked over to my ornate chest of drawers and began to rummage around for my work outfit.
It was a frilly black and white maids dress. The intricate white lace was soft in my hands. The black silk was a little short but for its purpose, that was okay. I kept rummaging to find a pair of black panties and sheer black leggings. I smiled, dressing up has always been my favorite part of the job.