A cold hearted woman.

"Finally you're awake. Get dressed and get to work you're wasting daylight Anne." Without another word she turns around and storms out of the room.

You look around your small room. At the other end of the room on the right is the door of which Madame Madaline stormed out of. To the left is an open window, even though it get's incredibly cold during the night you wouldn't be able to sleep, if it was closed, because of the smell of your room.

You can't complain though, because when you came here you had nothing. No roof over your head, no money to buy food or water. You had to go around stealing to survive.

You sit up straight, and the covers fall from your upper body revealing your naked breasts. You stretch and walk over to your wardrobe.

You open it and take out your work dress. Which in reality is just incredibly thin white fabric to make it as dee through as possible. You put it on and make your way to the door.