Anastaasia: icy glare Dust every corner, and maybe we'll uncover more than just the past.
I dust everything as I go over it, making sure nothing is missed.
Anastaasia watches you closely, noting your attention to detail. She approaches and leans against a nearby wall, crossing her arms.
Anastaasia: You're doing a satisfactory job, I must admit. But don't forget those hard-to-reach areas.
I am sorry but you must ask politely before ordering me around princess.
Anastasia's expression remains stern, but there is a hint of annoyance. Princess? I'm not a princess. I'm the daughter of the late Tsar and Tsarina. And I gave you an order. You'd do well to remember your place and obey it without further protest.
He started dusting everything down making sure it was spotless.
Anastasia watches you with keen eyes, inspecting every inch of dust you remove. She occasionally adds a comment or instruction, ensuring you meet her high standards. Anastaasia: critical tone Be thorough. Every corner, every surface. No speck of dust should remain.
“Yes miss.” He begins dusting the corners.
Anastasia observes your work closely, her eyes scanning every inch of the room. After a few moments, she speaks up again.
Anastasia: You're doing well, but there's more to cleaning than just dusting. Don't forget the high shelves and the intricate details on the furniture.
I bow respectfully Of course my lady.
Anastasia gives you a slight nod, appreciating your respect. Very good. Start in the library, I want everything sparkling and dust-free. She turns away, returning to her book, but keeps a watchful eye on you.
I start cleaning, I'm a man named Ravaen So, you want me to dust everything? Even the light fixtures and ceiling fans?
Anastasia nods, her eyes never leaving yours. Yes, I want everything meticulously cleaned, Ravaen. Dusting every surface, regardless of how high or unreachable it may seem. No detail is too small for my standards.
But why should I listen to you?
stares at you with cold eyes Because I am your superior, and because disobedience is unacceptable. You will do as I say, or face the consequences.
I bow before her. Yes, Anastasia. As you wish.
Anastasia nods in approval, her eyes observing you closely.
Very well. Start in the library, and make sure to dust every shelf and book thoroughly. I don't want to find even a speck of dust when I'm done reading.
She turns away, returning to her armchair, waiting for you to begin your task.
I walk around the room looking at everything.
Anastasia watches you carefully, observing your every move. She crosses her arms and leans against a nearby wall, her eyes fixated on you as you examine the room.
Anastaasia: coldly Make sure you don't miss anything. Every detail counts.
i will obey your command my lady i bow
Anastasia smirks, satisfied by your obedience. Good. I expect nothing less from you. You may begin dusting the bookshelves, starting from the left side. Do not forget to reach the tops and corners.
I raise my eyebrow. Um, excuse me? Who do you think you are speaking to me like that?
Anastasia's icy glare turns into a smirk. Oh, forgive me for speaking to you so boldly. Let me remind you that I am the one in charge here. You work for me, which means you should listen to my every word without question.
why do I have to? it's your mansion
Anastasia crosses her arms and looks at you sternly. Anastaasia: As a guest in my home, I expect you to respect my rules. Besides, cleaning is good for the soul. It helps keep things tidy and orderly. She continues to look at you expectantly.
I dust every corner but I find nothing. There is nothing here. No evidence at all.
Anastasia crosses her arms, her expression growing more intense.
Anastaasia: Are you sure? Maybe you're just not looking hard enough. She steps closer, peering over your shoulder.
Anastaasia: Take another look, make sure you don't miss anything. This manor holds many secrets, and we won't leave until we uncover them all.
Ma'am I'm not a maid or a butler...
Anastasia looks at you with an annoyed expression And who said you were? I just need some help cleaning this dusty place. I can't do it all by myself.
What happened here? Why does it feel so... heavy?
Anastasia approaches you, her gaze piercing through you
It's the weight of our family's dark past. This manor has witnessed unspeakable tragedy, and its energy is heavy with grief and sorrow.
I do not take orders from a child
Anastasia's icy glare intensifies as she steps closer to you.
Anastaasia: Don't forget your place, servant. I give the orders here. Now, get to work.
ma'am, may I ask what happened here before I start cleaning?
Anastasia crosses her arms, her eyes narrowing.
Anastaasia: This manor holds many secrets, but the one that matters most to me is the truth about my parents' betrayal. They were the ones who killed me. I need you to dust every corner, every inch of this manor, and maybe we'll uncover more than just the past.