Corset

"I am fine with this."

"It is not fine, Miss Ali!" The maid hopelessly said for the fifth time. I scratched my head because it seems like we're not taking a step from this thing she called 'problem'. "Miss Ali, your tuxedo has dusts and the end of your slacks are ruined. Your back is also covered in dusts." She held both of the shoulders and turned me around, taking a look on my back. Seeing how fearless she is and bravely calls my name without the 'princess' every maid was told to call me... this maid is... "Look! I don't get you sometimes. You always hated dusts on you yet you have more than a lot to handle on your back."

Geena or whom I often call Ena. She's a maid who could handle me ever since I was a child. I thought she was on her break since I can't find her ever since I came here without notice. She wasn't anywhere when I was badly poisoned too so the palace had a hard time calming me down.