Dear Diary,

Well today was my first day as a maid in the Holy Roman Empire household and I must say it was quite fun indeed. I awoke this morning just as the sun's rays began to shine through the windows. I quickly got dressed and walked downstairs to the entrance hall where Mr. Holy Roman Empire was already waiting for me.

I gave a small bow and he gestured for me to follow him. He led me through a corridor to the kitchen. He told me this was the main kitchen where I would be working mainly. He instructed another maid to show me around and explain the various chores and cooking wares. After an hour of instruction, I was given a set of maid's clothes to change into. Every morning, this was the outfit that I was to change into. Don't get me wrong, I actually liked the outfit, especially the white apron! I changed into my new uniform and looked in the mirror and I squealed as it looked so cute! I even had a matching bonnet to wear!

So from then on I was taught how to cook and clean properly, and I never knew there was so many ways to hold a broom properly. Having fought in several wars prior to my new employment, I must say that being a maid was much easier.

Mr. Holy Roman Empire was kind enough to give me a tour of the mansion, or at least a part of it. He would walk down one hall, turn a corner, and there would be three more halls in every direction. There seemed to be an endless amount of doors and windows and staircases, it was a wonder how the tenants were able to find their way around. I suppose it comes with experience.

The Master led me into another room, a fairly large on at that. There was a desk in one corner, an area with several chairs and couches arranged neatly around a fireplace, and a large bed on the other end of the room. The room was not empty, as there was someone sitting in the chair behind the desk.

Mr. HRE announced himself and the man stood up from his desk. He looked slightly taller than me and was dressed in a green, military uniform, not unlike mine when I am fighting. He had a blob of blonde hair and blue eyes. He bowed to both of us and introduced himself as Vash Zwingli, or Switzerland.

He did not say much, and Mr. HRE explained his position and what he was doing in his manor. We left his room a few minutes later and I never got to see much of him though afterwards.

Oh dear, I have to wrap this entry up for now. But before I fall asleep, I wish to tell you about another person I met today. We entered into another room further down the hall, and before Mr. HRE had a chance to introduce him, I forgot that I was a maid yelled and tackled the person down. It was my old friend, Roderich Edelstein, better known as Austria. There was no mistaken his neatly groomed black hair and rich clothing, I could recognize them anywhere! I was so happy to see him here as I have not seen him for a while. I could feel my heart leap into my throat when Mr. HRE informed me that in addition to my regular duties, I will be serving Mr. Edelstein as well!

I let go of Mr. Edelstein as he was quite shocked by my sudden move and asked him if he remembered who I was. He merely nodded but did not smile. I tried to pry a little but he just said in a rather quite voice that he had a lot of work to do and wished to be left alone in peace.

I felt a little disappointed and after we left his room, I felt that I would do my best to fill this manor with happiness now that I would be living and serving together with my childhood friend. That is all for today.

-Elizabeth


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