Anna smiled softly, her voice carrying a note of quiet understanding.
"That's true, Your Highness. You never truly know who is serving beside you. The maid you share meal with could be a household maid, a battle maid, or even an elite operative. We all wear the same uniform, perform the same chores, and bow to the same family. Rank is never flaunted, and identity is protected. It's one of the things that makes serving this household so unique."
"Mm." Javier planted a quick, gentle kiss on Delya's lips before pulling back with a warm smile. "Wait here for me, Delya. I have something to do."
"Okay, Danna-sama~" Delya smiled dreamily, settling onto the cushion as she watched Javier stand and stretch his body, her gaze soft and adoring.
Anna glanced at Javier, her brow twitched, and her fingers tightened slightly around the hem of her apron.
Crap...
I know where this is going...
Judging by how Prince Javier is stretching...
