Margot the maid

Margot was a noble by birth, the youngest child of Ebenford Roschwarz duke of Farbfragfeld and his second wife, Leith Fergrel only daughter of court count Fergrel one of the most influencal nobles in the capital, and yet despite her rather impressive pedigree she was born and raised to be a servant. To become a "hostage" to the royal family instead of her brother, to become the shield of the third prince while using her influence to advance her families schemes and ambitions, a fate most of noble birth would deem wretched and unfair, but not Margot, no, to her serving was the pinnacle of nobility and a value all nobles should strive for, and always saw the self serving nature of her piers as a disgrace, a belief that unexpectedly his highness prince Golbert seemed to share wholeheartedly, and as unfortunate as it was that his big brother who had far more political power didn't share this belief she deeply cherished the years she spend by his side, but then the five heroes defeated the demon king and the ever ambitious forth princess hatched a plot convincing her brother to send her away under the pretext of having someone "trusted" monitor Archimago Citrinas. Margot knew Golbert was manipulated but still hated how easily the prince had discarded her, and even if she was still loyal to him her faith had been shaken, it was an ugly feeling but it helped overcome her initial hatred for Citrinas and serve her in earnest, in all honesty serving this insanely powerful yet completely helpless woman was giving her a sense of belonging, of truly being helpful, it felt nice. But now she was betrayed by her master once again Citrinas attacked- no, not just attacked but tried to kill her, and she would had if... She wasn't sure what had happened exactly but was sure that "flower" had saved her. But why? Why would her master attack her like that without even a hint of hesitation did her devotion mean nothing?! She cared more about this damn flower, a monster, than the woman who had cared for her over last year, to the point she would **** her to **** for attacking it in order to protect her, it was too much, Margot barely conscious couldn't hold her tears back anymore, not out of fear for her impending **** but because she no longer knew what she had been living for up until now.