My duty as a maid is to attend to my mistress at all times.

From the time she wakes up, I ensure that she is bathed, combed and dressed.

Seeing my lady in action is a pleasure of mine.

Her ability to problem solve, her ability to command and the best her gentle smile when she looks at me.

I hope that this peaceful time will last forever and my lady will continue to smile in the future.

Was my dream so difficult to ask?

I wake up in the middle of the night, screaming. I dream of that time. The time my mistress received. Received a news so bad, so terrible. Her entire body shook but she still forced a gentle smile.

At night, my mistress would cry herself to self. Waiting. Waiting for the day they take her and marry her off.

So, I did the next best thing.

I replaced her.

It was simple operation. I wore my mistress dress and wore my hair the same way as I have done every morning for my mistress. The guards could't tell the difference. I bid my farewells and hope to one day see my mistress gentle smile.

The rumors were true. I fought till the bitter end. Until, that man's evil ways was brought to life.

An army arrived. It was my mistress.

She had found true love. He, the crown prince.

I wished I could have seen their wedding. My mistress would definitely be the prettiest women there. I wished I could have styled her hair. Oh, how beautiful she would have looked in a wedding dress.

Please don't cry, young miss. It is not your fault. I forgive you. Please don't cry. Your beautiful face will be ruined. I know. I know. I made this choice. Please don't cry. It is my honor to serve you...

Thank you...hic...thank you......

In the end, I did not regret my choice.

I would do it again and again.

All for that gentle smile.