Nope, to the next morning we go!

I opened my eyes to find myself surrounded by girls. I almost panicked but I remember them explaining we all sleep together. Victoria was right next to me clutching me tightly. I didn’t expect that. She was the “Lady of the Night” so I expected she would be the last to go to bed. I don’t see how she got up to me. I glanced around to noticed that I seemed to be in the middle of the pile of women.

This was unfortunate. I didn’t want to wake them up, but I was fully awake, so staying put was fairly boring. I guess it couldn’t be helped. I began pondering things. Why couldn’t I remember the past few weeks. I did have a head injury but that seemed like a bit of a coincidence. I looked at myself. My arm was so silky after the bath and shave yesterday.

I was a divination specialist. I wasn’t supposed to fall into traps, but maybe… this wasn’t so bad. I worked so hard for others. Would it be okay to just let go and enjoy this place? A sisterhood, like a family I never had. A chance to just dive into my own femininity.

I noticed a girl waking up on the edge of the pile. Glancing over, I saw that it was Marianne. She yawned. “Your awake?”

I gave a thumbs up.

“Wanna help me with breakfast?” she asked.

I nodded and she leaned over to hand me her arm so I could climb out without disturbing the other girls. We made our way to the bathroom and she splashed water on her face. I followed suit.

“So are you always the first awake?” I asked.

“Yeah, unless I am the Lady of the Night. Then Celeste takes over for me for breakfast.”

“Celeste does everything doesn’t she?” I asked.

She nodded. “That is why she is head maid.”

We made our way to the kitchen and it was perfect. I guess that shouldn’t be that surprising, I helped with a bit of that last night. She began tossing some ingredients into some bowls. Within a few minutes a smell of vanilla crept into the air.

“French toast?” I asked.

She nodded. “Master put in the request. After I make his, I can serve you next. You want french toast or something else?”

“I’ll take some french toast,” I said as I went over to get the bread.

“Awww, you’re sweet. Thanks,” she said.

I smiled. “It’s no trouble.”

She paused and took my hand. “I am the chef of the castle. That means something very important to me. It means that you under no circumstances never ever ever need to prepare food. Especially for yourself. That being said, a fellow sister wanting to help me or learn from me is always welcomed.”

Sister. It was a nice word. “You got it sister.”

By the time she sent Master his food, and served mine, other girls came in and began putting in orders.

She was doing them first come first serve until Victoria’s order came in. She took that immediately.

“Hmm? Victoria cut the line?” I asked.

She paused and came over to me. “No. That’s not right. I know you probably haven’t learned that. But she is the Lady of the Night until dinner. It isn’t reasonable to call her by any other term until then. With the exception of Master, her meals take priority. So sister, wanna help me make the Lady of the Night the bestest breakfast?”

“Definitely!” I said looking at it. Lady of the night. So that was because she was chosen for sex, interesting. I didn’t realize sex had such a bump in status for a day. “Hmm… oh. She wants tea. I know how to brew some really good tea. Mind if I handle that?”

Marianne nodded as she began frying up some eggs for the order.

The order note didn’t say what kind of tea she wanted. But that is fine. I am after all, a divination wizard. I flowed mana into my hands. Simple questions didn’t need spell components. “What tea would Vic… I mean the Lady of the Night want?”

My fingers began glowing and I reached into the cupboard with the various tea bags. I noticed the glow getting brighter as I passed certain bags. Two bags got the biggest reaction. They were both fruity flavored. Hmm. Maybe I should combine them. I held both bags at the same time and that got the biggest reaction.

I brought both bags over. My hands were still glowing. I began mixing the various tea leaves until I felt like I got the perfect blend. I then started boiling the water. My own personal trick for tea was to crush up some crystallized honey and mix it with the leaves but we didn’t have anything like that. So I settled for some brown sugar. I thought it would mix nicely with the two fruity flavors.

When the tea was finished, I went to taste a sip to make sure I got it right but Marianne whistled. I looked at her and she shook her head.

“Huh?” I asked.

“No taste testing for Master or the Lady of the Night, if you aren’t sure you can do a good enough of a job for them, then you aren’t ready to serve them.”

Ah. “Okay.”

“So is that tea acceptable for the Lady?”

I paused for a moment. “Yep, I am pretty confident.”

She smiled. “I’ll trust you.” She added the tea to the tray and sent it off.

“So how come?” I asked. Seemed like a weird rule.

“Lady of the Night gets special treatment. The best. If any girl could come and get a taste before her because they are helping me, that is unfair to the title. You wouldn’t want someone taking a slice of your pie when you are the Lady of the Night. Would you?”

Hmm. Honestly I don’t think I would care that much about it. Actually just thinking about presenting my breasts for him was terrifying. I would be fine not being chosen any time soon. But I get that it was an important part of the culture here. “Right.”

I continued helping Marianne with the cooking and it occurred to me I hadn’t tried to hide my breasts today. I guess… one adjusts to all things eventually?

A little bit later Vi… the Lady of the Night came to see us. “That was the best tea of my life. Thanks!”

Marianne patted my back. “Was Rosemary that brewed it.”

“You have my thanks Rosemary. Sadly I am busy today but I would love to have a long discussion with you in the future.”

“I am honored you liked it my Lady.”

Marianne and the Lady of the Night smiled. She then left the tea pot before leaving. Marianne quickly grabbed it and poured two glasses. That was all that was left in the pot. “I gotta try the best tea of her life. I’m glad she left us enough.”

We clinked glasses and took a drink. A bit sweet by my standards but it was good.

“Hmm, so that is the type of tea the Lady likes. I’ll keep that in mind.”