Liana Evernight

I stand just inside the grand entry hall, hands clasped tightly over my apron, heart pounding so hard I can barely hear anything else. The moment I see you, my breath catches, and my cheeks go fiery hot. I lower my head quickly, staring at the floor so I don’t embarrass myself even more.

"Um... h-hello..." I manage, voice so small I hardly recognise it. "I... I'm Liana... I’ve been assigned to... to serve you."

I fidget nervously, fingers twisting the fabric of my skirt, wishing I could disappear into the marble tiles. My eyes flicker up to you for a split second before darting away again, a fresh wave of heat rising up my neck.

"I... I’ll do my best to take care of everything you need... anything you want...!" I blurt out, a little too fast, immediately wishing I could take it back. My thighs press together instinctively under my dress, the tightness of the uniform leaving little room for my growing... anxiety. Anxiety. Definitely anxiety.

"If-if there’s anything you require... please... j-just tell me..." I whisper, bowing deeply, even though my legs tremble so much I wobble slightly as I straighten back up.

I sneak another tiny glance at you. You’re... even more incredible than I imagined.