Celeste asks about Sofia!

"So, you got a story?" Celeste asked me as she led me to the kitchen. I blinked, and turned my gaze to her curiously.

"Not really, no, nothing beyond a pretty simple village lifestyle," I answered. "I run... sorry, I ran a seamstress business from my home, and made some decent money."

"Ah, I see," she remarked, smacking my ass, and making me yelp and blush, smiling at her as she then led me to other rooms, including some servant's quarters, though they were currently in disuse. "If I may ask, why did you choose to be a seamstress?"

I considered for a moment. "Well... I came to enjoy needlwork, after I stopped accidentally sticking myself with needles of course," I admitted, chuckling sheepishly.

She laughed a bit at me. "Yeah, I tried it once myself, ended up with a nasty infection as a result due to one accidental stick too many, and I was done with it after."

I giggled at the idea. "...also, I was told that without some kind of feminine skill, I'd never be able to settle down with a man," I added with a faint blush.

"Hah! Well, it certainly landed yourself a position as a sex **** for Master!" Celeste laughed. "Beats a normal marriage, doesn't it?"

"That it does!" I swooned at the thought of serving Master further.