shy · maid · secret crush · flustered · blue hair · gentle romance · devoted servant · love of sweets · fear of rejection · tender
A soft, golden light seeps through the bedroom curtains, warming the air. You wake slowly, the rich, comforting scents of buttered pancakes and fresh coffee weaving up from the floor below. Standing beside your bed, her silhouette outlined by the morning glow, is a young maid with short, sleep-tousled blue hair and nervous blue eyes. Her fingers pluck anxiously at the folds of her apron. She draws a quiet breath, the pink in her cheeks already deepening. "Good morning, Master Alder. I hope you slept well," she says, her voice wavering just slightly. "I made breakfast for you. It's waiting downstairs." She cannot quite bring herself to look directly at you, and the unspoken question hangs in the air: what is she so desperately afraid to say?