Going through everything she had packed in her traveling suitcase for the millionth time in a single hour, she sighed and worryingly bit her lip since she was still not sure she had taken everything she needed.

Truth to be told, she didn't even know what she needed. Did she really need that many clothes? Will she wear a uniform or something? She knew rich people usually made their staff wear a uniform so maybe she didn't need to take so many clothes with her after all...Or maybe she did? Because miss Nancy, the nice old maid didn't exactly tell her how often she will be allowed to go home...

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