Live for yourself

Irene slowly opened her eyes. The dream she had just been immersed in was gone. The stove beside her bed was turned off, leaving only red charcoal. Irene looked at the time, took out her black and white work clothes from the closet, put them on expertly, made sure the apron was wrinkle-free, and began combing her deep chestnut hair, which reached to her waist, and before long she had put it up in a bun and wrapped it around her headband to decorate it.

After making sure her costume and makeup were correct, Irene left her room and headed to her master's room.

Across the long corridor, Irene could see through the floor-to-ceiling Windows that the manor had been covered in a layer of snow. She had cleared the snow once yesterday, and the dry, cold air inhaled into her body made her nasal cavity ache faintly. The other servants were already getting up, and when they saw Irene at dawn, they hurried to say hello. The kitchen servants were the busiest, preparing the food in the early hours of the morning, and bringing breakfast to their rooms before their masters got up.

Irene is a lady's maid, relative to them to be easier, can become a lady's maid is undoubtedly jealous, in recent years, Irene also with their own strength to let those broken lips successfully closed the mouth. Irene's meticulous work attitude can also make the family full of praise.

The fine snow came down again, today also need to go out for an outing, Irene in the mind to plan the items needed to travel, this long corridor is also in Irene's thinking, and finally came to the end of the room.

She knocked softly, got no answer, and was careful not to make a sound so as not to wake the little person in bed.

The pink and white decoration of the room has nothing to do with the slightly monotonous old tone of the house, as if it is through to other Spaces, and the heater has servants to add charcoal all night, so the warmth makes Irene sweat a thin layer, and the cold in the corridor is not a season.

Irene brought a basin of warm water, placed it by the window, and slightly opened the lace curtain to let the sunlight into the room. When everything was ready, Irene stood upright beside the bed.

The curtain of the bed on the ground makes people see not really, I saw the light golden long hair slipping out of the quilt, it seems to be with light, Irene loves to wash the golden long hair, every day in a pattern embellished with this amazing light.

Wearing low-heeled shoes, Irene felt a slight sour leg, the maid who had come to supplement the charcoal fire twice, and the low breathing sound of the small man on the bed made Irene also some immersed in this warmth.

Nine o 'clock, Irene looked at the pocket watch, she had to let the master get up, the lunch meeting has been about three or five friends, the aristocratic banquet always makes people feel cumbersome, preparing clothes to do a good job of styling also takes two hours, Irene has her own set of secrets in the change of clothes, she does not need an assistant, the required clothes are arranged in order, although her little master is only 12 years old this year, But has a very high demand for clothing, and is a highly regarded little beauty in this empire.

And she is not the aristocracy is the royal family, and today's big princess Catherine is a close friend, contact is very close.

Seeing this little beauty still in bed and not willing to get up and wash up, Irene is used to this, and she only needs one way to get her up.

Irene from the bed of the whole body white, decorated with gold oil in the small cabinet carefully took out a palm of the size of the music box, it is her little master's favorite music box, just Irene gently twist the clockwork, will flow out of the beautiful piano sound.

This music box from Irene came here has been a killer to wake up the little master, fortunately for so many years, this music box is still working diligently.

Irene listened to the music she could no longer be familiar with, watching the little master gently lift the quilt and sit up, Irene pushed back the curtain and picked up the throw pillow behind her.

"Good morning, Irene."

"Good morning, Miss Ingrid." Irene bowed deeply.

Ingrid is still a little sleepy eyes, face in the warmth of the charcoal fire red, looks very lovely, although only 12 years old, but the development of the features has been basically set, you can see that in the future will become a sensation of the empire beauty. Heard recently from other countries came a "box", can be a good moment in the book, Irene has heard in the market, but this "box" is not yet mature, sometimes not necessarily successful, the color is not like the human eye to see bright. The Royal Palace is very interested in this and hopes that ambassadors from other countries will bring such unique gifts as soon as possible.

Irene also want to let their little master of the good moment was recorded, from the market to inquire about the news, in the black market trading will have the orphan "box" for auction, many visitors will also participate in the black market auction.

Ingrid would have been delighted to learn of such an interesting "box."

By the time Ingrid had washed, breakfast was on the other side of the room -- a small table by the floor-to-ceiling window, freshly squeezed milk still steaming hot and toast with jam tucked in the middle, fragrant with blueberries and bananas.

Taking advantage of Ingrid's breakfast, Irene helped Ingrid comb her hair.

"How do you want your hair styled today?"

"There will be a picnic later, just a few of us, don't be too formal." Let's just do it in a simple bun."

"All right."

Irene skillfully braided her hair, fixed it with a slender clip, and let Ingrid choose her favorite hair accessories in the jewelry box. Later, Ingrid chose a hairpin purchased from the East country. The emerald gem crystal was transparent, and there were silk threads made of gold, and the reflection of the crystal was sparkling when she walked around.

Today, the master of the house goes out to work, all affairs are done by the housekeeper, Ingrid rarely asked about the family, in this huge manor, in addition to the master, Ingrid, there are only dozens of servants, servants are busy with their work, so the relationship with Ingrid is more intimate, only Aileen who is close in age.

"The food is ready." Irene handed a basket made of bamboo, the food was mouth-watering and neatly placed, and the lunch meeting they were going to was on the prairie near the manor, which was a little far from the palace, and the princess was happy to go to the prairie near the manor.

Just today is still snowing, I don't know if it will stop at noon, there is a small pavilion Irene arranged servants to clean up, is quite crowded, it is not what is suitable for play occasions.

In order to prevent these dignitaries from catching cold, Irene prepared several portable heaters, which can be carried in the hand, and the heaters wrapped with the materials of the Empire's specialties are not afraid to break, preventing accidents. When she was a child, she never dared to go out in winter, and once the fireplace in her home was extinguished, it could no longer be re-burned, so she could only find all the items that could help the fire from home to survive the winter. Fortunately, the winter of the Empire was very short, and it took only two months to return to spring.

Irene was carrying a coat made of fox fur, embroidered with a little silk pattern, this coat was given to Ingrid by the princess, Ingrid is relatively weak, and the winter always has a headache, so that the master of the family ordered that Ingrid should not be allowed to go out in winter, and later the princess sent this coat, the coat is specially made with a hood, which can protect the wind and snow. The headaches subsided so Ingrid could go outside.

After making sure that the little master would do nothing wrong in the snow, Irene called the driver and put Ingrid in the warm carriage. She sat in the back of the carriage, with a small window behind her to hear Ingrid's summons.

In the imperial hierarchy, servants and nobles were not allowed to sit in the same car, even if Ingrid repeatedly asked Irene to sit in the warm carriage with her, but Irene refused, in Irene's view, nothing is more important than the rules.

The snow has become smaller, it will soon stop, and the snow after it stops snowing is the coldest, Irene can't help but wrap her coat tightly, she still remembers the touch of the fox coat on her hand, so warm and soft... Irene drew her thoughts back, the carriage stopped, and their destination had been reached.

The pavilion was cleaned very clean, it seemed that it had just been cleaned perfectly for a long time, Irene was very satisfied, she put on the tablecloth, cushion, put the tea and food one by one, and took some flowers for decoration, Ingrid took a walk outside, a girl of this age is always sensitive and rich in self-esteem, need more alone space.

After the preparation, Irene took out a pocket watch, the agreed time is approaching, the big princess is rarely late, although the big princess is always a symbol of modesty outside, in private Irene can also see her bold side.

Irene held in her hand the small stove that would be given to the eldest princess, and breathed out a long breath, soothing her slightly stiff body from the cold.

A sound of hooves came, and Irene, knowing that the eldest princess had arrived, stepped out of the pavilion and bowed to wait for the eldest princess. Ingrid came up to her and bowed, and Irene looked down to see a pair of riding boot