75 The Terrifying Screams at Night

Emilia’s POV

“You learn quickly, Emilia,” Eileen said, eyeing me in my maid’s uniform.

“Veronica taught me some etiquette and cooking,” I replied, letting her scrutinize me without resistance.

It had been a week since I arrived at the palace, but everything felt like it had happened just yesterday. I lowered my eyes and handed the items in my hands to Eileen.

They were small honey cakes I had baked, topped with fresh blueberries. The creamy frosting gave off a pleasant, sweet aroma.

“These little treats look delicious. The Princess will like them,” Eileen said with a smile as she took the plate from me.

“It’s my honor,” I replied humbly, keeping my head down.

Eileen seemed pleased with my response. She nodded and quickly left the kitchen, leaving me alone in the room.

These days, my daily tasks were arranged by Princess Cecilia’s maid. Most of the time, I did simple chores like cleaning and tidying up.