My Lady began to tell her story.
My Lady's gaze fell downwards, deep in thought. "When I first got a Personal servant, she would always insult me behind my back and my father's. At that time…"
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"Big sister!"
A little girl ran towards a young woman dressed in the classic Personal servant uniform – a combination of white and black.
The little girl ran excitedly, then jumped and immediately hugged the person in front of her tightly. And that little girl was me – Reina.
It had been a few weeks since my personal servant had started serving me. I kept trying to get close to her in any way I could. However, none of the methods I tried worked at all.
She would always release my hug as soon as I hugged her. Her rejection was obvious, as she would usually pry my arms off her with both hands.
Whenever she rejected me, I thought there was still plenty of time. Maybe she just wasn't used to me yet. So I excused her for the time being.
