"I'm not quite sure myself. I worked very hard to do what was best for my subjects. All I know is one day my palace was infiltrated by a mob and members of my own military. The coup happened so suddenly and I was only able to escape thanks to the efforts of my loyal royal guard and a few loyal citizens who smuggled me out of my empire. I would like to go home and retake my throne, but it seems it is too dangerous for me now. But I assure you, this arrangement will only be temporary. As we speak, my subjects will surely realize the grave mistake that's been made and overthrow the usurpers. But in the mean time, I'll happily serve you as your...maid... as payment."
"Hun, I see." You aren't really convinced she'll be restored to her throne any time soon. You've learned enough history to know how rarely that happens. "Do you have any money?"
"I was able to take a small bit of my wealth, but I spent most of it getting here. If I had enough money to give to you, I would've offered it first."
"And why me of all people?"
"You are distantly related to my family and are the only relative outside my empire."
"Really? So if you do manage to get restored, does that mean I can live as a royal with you?"
"W-well, I was planning on paying you a massive reward for helping me, but if that's what you want instead, I can grant it to you."
"Hmm," You still didn't believe she would be restored, but the small chance of that happening would reap you a big reward. And in either case, you got a hot dragon maid. Like that one show. "Alright. I agree to your terms. I'll let you live with me and in return you serve as my maid."
Zea grinned happily, "Thank you Mr-"
"Ah, if you're going to be my maid, you have to address me as master, shouldn't you?"
Zea's eye twitched with annoyance. "I...understand that custom. But I'm still an Empress. I would be demeaning if I subjected myself to such a practice, would it not?" she said containing some anger. You detected she wasn't happy with the proposal and didn't want to ruin your opportunity with her, or worse, be ripped to shreds by her. She definitely looked like she could.
"Okay. Then how about you call me master but I still have to address you as Empress or Your Highness? That way you're not demeaning yourself. We're just acknowledging our relations with each other."
Zea took a breath and pondered it. "Fair enough. I accept your compromise M...master."
"Great to hear!"
Zea stared at you and her eyes gradually narrowed to daggers.
"Great to hear, your highness!" you corrected.
Zea relaxed. "Thank you, master. So what will you have me do first?"
You look around to see what your new maid can do for you...
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