_ Welcome to your new suite!

Afina

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As soon as the Pennywhistle girl had been taken away amidst her cries and pleadings, all of the other girls stiffened and became as obedient and silent as they could ever be.

"Does anyone else have a problem with sharing a room with a maid?" Matron Valentina asked the rest of the girls with a malicious smile.

Of course, none spoke anything after but the woman insisted they spoke.

"Answer me!" she stated sternly.

With less agility than the last time, "No matron Valentina" the girls chorused.

Afina's voice herself was not enthusiastic.

Matron Valentina who was glad her point had been had been greatly noted entwined her hands in front of her. "Good" she sang her signature anthem. "I will leave the jobs to your maids now. I hope none of you shares the same fate with Eillie soon" she said.

Dann the woman! She even remembered the girl's name.

How great of a shame it would be upon her parents and the entire family to have their daughter back before she could even spend up to four hours in the high house.

As they all stood, awaiting the matron's exit, the duplex's front door got opened.

The softest-looking man Afina had ever seen came in after the door. He was dressed in a corporate white shirt which was tucked into the pair of black suit pants he wore with a shining belt holding the two fabrics in place.

The contrast between his face and body fazed Afina. His face had a soft shine while his body was as broad as it was long.

Blake needed to learn one or two things from this man. He looked too— too neat. If that was enough of a word to describe his orderliness.

One factor was barely hard to miss though and that was that he was attractive. Very attractive innocent looking man.

As though shy to be in the presence of so many ladies but striving for composure still, he rocked his jet black curly hair and turned solely to matron Valentina.

"How is the updates with the girls?" he asked.

Matron Valentina was exceptionally smiling more in the presence of this man, Afina noted.

"Girls, meet royal advisor Celio. He is prince Cargan's personal assistant and advisor" she introduced the man to the girls.

With the whispers from the other girls and the unchanged look of admiration on their faces, Afina knew they already know who this man was.

Although, she also thought he looked familiar.

So, this was the closest person to prince Cargan and he was here asking about the updates on them.

That was synonymous with the prince himself asking.

"We are pleased to meet your grace"

"It is a pleasure to finally meet you in person"

"Royal advisor Celio, you look better in person"

Were all the remarks from the girls.

Afina remained silent though. But she was not alone. Some of the other girls were also silent.

Some like the green qi girl and the tree line girl.

The shy royal advisor merely smiled meekly. "It is a pleasure to meet you all also. Welcome to the high house" he said to them then most quickly turned back to face the matron.

"Can I see you in private?" he demanded.

The matron turned to all of the girls. "Your maids will now lead you to your rooms. I have already appointed a room to each maids before your arrival. The room you get depends on the maid you picked. Good luck on your first month trial" she dismissed them.

Some of the girls who are flirty dared to make coquettish remarks.

"I hope I get to see you again royal advisor Celio"

"Bye royal advisor Celio. I will be leaving for my room upstairs"

"Bye R.A Celio!"

Someone even abbreviated his title already!

Gosh, those brats!

Afina was nauseated.

The young royal advisor could only wave his hand sheepishly before retrieving it. If Afina wasn't the type who studies people well, she would have misinterpret his smug actions for him being a snub.

However, with the way his head could barely form a nod and his hands a wave, she knew he was nothing but shy.

As they walked up the stairs, one of the girls asked the other in wonder.

"I'm sure the matron won't like what you said to the royal advisor" the first girl whose maid had to increase her pace to keep up with said.

The second one replied sharply. "Well, she can not know who from who. We all spoke at the same time and I bet she can do anything to us in the presence of royal advisor Celio. Oh, isn't he beautiful?!"

Together, the two girls shrieked. "Of course he is!"

"You wait until I make it to the second segment of the training and finally have one of the high house mothers behind me. I will step on that ugly fashionless matron who thinks she is the boss now!" another girl from behind Afina was saying to somehow whom she could not see.

Probably another brat whom the girl knew from the line.

"Who paints their lips heavy blood red colors these days?" the other jibed.

A chortle came from the first one. "Lovely bitchy matron Valentina!"

The gigglong that came from the two girls would make Afina puke if they didn't ascend these staircase quickly and enter her room.

Was Matrin Valentina fashionless?

With all of her royalty poses and and high aura of nobility, Afina had thought the woman was the most fashionable woma in the line.

But then again, what did she know about fashion?

She could not handle keeping up with ordinary heels not to mention knowing what was in vogue.

"You are different" she heard a cool voice say beside her.

They were at the end of the staircase now.

It was her maid who spoke. She had even forgotten about the presence of the girl.

"Over here" the girl had spread her hand to motion for her in direction of where the room lies.

While some of the girls went in the left side of the passageway, Afina and nine others went the left.

Taking the maid's statement as the usual queries she always got about her hair and eyes, she smiled and nodded. "Yes, I know. My eyes and hair"

"No, no" the maid girl had jumped as she vwas already standing in front of a large door, fumbling a bunch if keys in her hand into its lock.

This large and luxurious door could not possibly be the door to her room.

Could it?

"I mean you don't act like the other girls. You are more quiet" the girl added as she finally opened the door lock and swiftly, she sprung the door open. "Welcome to your new room for a month" she dinged cheerfully.

This magnificent polished room with its floors tiled and sparkling was her room?

The room's walls were painted white while black curtains and white blinds shielded the darkness of the room from the ray of sunlight beaming behind the glass window frames hovering over the wide windows.

There were chandeliers illuminating the room since the curtains were firmly doing their jobs.

Two king sized beds were placed a bit farther from each other but on the same position, facing opposite one another.

There were three doors present in the room and as Afina walked closer to feed her eyes, she found the most exquisite toilet setting in one and the other door which was closely beside the toilet door was the bathroom.

Excitement dancing inside her, Afina went to open the other door and found a room with empty clothes, bags and shoes hanger. It was the close, most definitely.

"You can drop your belongings in there after going to claim it with the security guards" the maid said to her obviously happy to see all the excitements in Afina's eyes.

Her belongings would look like dropping an ounce of water into a river. It would not make a difference in such a large closet.

She was not the other girls if the high house thought she had so many belongings to fit that closet.

Breathing in the delicious scented room smell, she slumped on the bed that was closer to where she stood.

"This is heaven. Somebody wake me" she blinked.

As though her excitement was not enough as it is, "That is my bed. The bigger one is yours" the maid girl said to her.

Afina jumped off the bed immediately then ran to the other bigger bed. Her heels that were singing in the ground prevented her from running faster.

Without much ado, she pulled the damn thing off her feet and toss it around the room.

"Whoa! This bed is mine!" she shrieked and jumped on it excitedly.

The softness of the bed bounced her body up and it tickled her.

So, she jumped on it harder and enjoyed the bouncing of her body.

Laughing out loud was her maid. "You are indeed very different" she heard the girl say.

Suddenly remembering she was forgetting something, she stopped jumping.

"Oh silly me, I forgot to ask what your name is" Afina cupped her cheeks.

The maid waved it off casually. "My name is Gia. And you are..?"

"Afina" Afina provided gingerly and jumped down the bed.

Gia nodded in understanding. "It will be a pleasure to work with you for a month scholar Afina. I hope we get along well"

"Come on Gia!" Afina beamed and went to wrap her hands over the surprised maid's body. "Everyone in my

street loves me. I know you will love me too"

Gia politely removed Afina's hand from her body. "And what street would that be?" she inquired.

Oh no!

Gia shouldn't be like those power conscious divine persons in the high house. Asking for the name of her street was like a ticket to knowing what class she belonged to.

"SantrySlum" Afina shrugged.

She wanted to look at her maid's countenance but a certain noise she heard stopped her.

"Do you hear that?" she asked Gia.

"Hear what?"

"Listen"

Gia listened out for a while before gasping out loud. Sue rushed to the door and pulled it opened.

"Over here!" she called out to the source of the voice.