Grim woke to the sound of quiet movement in his chamber.
As his eyes adjusted to the morning light, he saw a young woman arranging fresh clothes on the dresser.
She was perhaps twenty years old, with auburn hair neatly braided and pulled back to reveal bright green eyes. Her uniform was simple maid uniform for household staff, but it was well-maintained and fitted properly.
When she noticed him stirring, she turned and offered a respectful curtsy.
"Good morning, my lord," she said with a warm smile that seemed genuine rather than merely dutiful. "I hope I didn't wake you. I was just preparing your morning attire and ensuring your chamber was properly arranged for the day."
Grim sat up, studying the unfamiliar face. "I don't believe we've met. What's your name?"
