Prussia's Maid Chapter one (prussiaXreader)

Chapter one: The Mansion
The road seemed to curve immensely, or maybe it was because you were just driving too fast. Well for one thing you were late for your job interview; well it was kind of an interview. It was more like meet the new boss! About two weeks ago you lost your job working as a sales manager, and were profoundly lucky to find another so quick with how the economy was going.  
You were nervous before and as if to make it worse you were now late. A bead of sweat dripped down your face. You dash your hand up to swipe it away. There was no way your new boss could see you in a condition as such, or should you say master….  The car was getting quite warm inside, maybe it was best to turn the AC on now.  You reach to turn on the AC, but just as you are going to switch it on another unexpected curve in the road seems to catch your eye. Surprised you jerk you hand off the AC and back onto the steering wheel.  Your whole body leans to the right as you take the shape turn.
Then you see it.
     Behind towering trees and bushes lies your new work area, and even your new home. Gaping wide your amazed. How could any home be so-HUGE!  Disbelief struck all you’re your body and shone brightly in your eyes. You knew this whole time you were going to be in a mansion, but this?! This was not in your agenda.
You slowed your car down and you reached to a silver gate about 15 feet in height. A better view of where you would be staying was shown. A beautiful concrete fountain cascaded in the front, and rows upon rows of hedges lead a pathway to the front. They were all the same height and gorgeous green color.  They were trimmed into neat, straight boxes.  
     You let out a sigh, or more like a breath of amazement. You looked down at your hands fiercely gripping the wheel from your last road curve. You let go.  Reaching down you unbuckle your seatbelt and slowly climb out of the car. Slow steps, a bit wobbly and you walk up to the silver gate, which has a stunning emblem welded into it. You reach up and start tracing it with your fingers. It’s about seven feet up, and it is extremely hard for you to reach it. When done, you once again look at the house, bewilderment engulfs you once more.  It’s just so… awesome.  
     Out of the corner of your eye you see a young woman approach the gate. She wore a traditional maid’s outfit and black, long, straight hair. She had deep blue eyes and was quite short compared to you.  Once she made it to the gate she stood right in front of you on the opposite side.  
     “Hello,” she said in a monotone voice. “You must be _____, our new maid. Master will be pleased to see you have arrived.”
     Yes… a maid, this was going to be your new job. Just the day before you packed all of your clothing and necessary living items. With this job you would be moving in with your boss- no wait -master- and taking care of his every needs. The living space and the pay was most defiantly worth the long hours of working, and you even got half a day of work on the weekends.
     “Umm… Yes, _____ that would be me!”  You said.  Being as nervous as you were, you prayed that you had no pit stains showing through your (f/c) shirt.  
     The small woman disappeared behind a corner than, the gate slowly opened. She stepped out. “My name is Shytava.” She said in the same small monotone voice.
     “Hi!” you called. “Pleased to meet you.”  You reached out a hand so you could shake but Shytava kept her arms at her side. She looked at you then walked past you.
     “ I’ll get your belongings out of the car and show you your new room.” She said distantly.
     ‘How rude!’  you thought, ‘but then again she is going to carry my things, so I should be thankful.’  
     You open your car for her and she hauls out your two heavy suit cases.  Shytava looks up at you. “Please leave your car here, and I shall proceed on giving you a tour.” You nod and lock the car.  Shytava had such a small frame, she wobbled and huffed as she carried your two heavy suitcases through the gate. You felt sorry for her having to carry all of your things, (some of which contained items that were even unnecessary to pack) but hey, she insisted. You just tried to let it pass.
      “Follow me,” Shytava said turning to look at you, her arms were slightly shaking from the weight of your items. Once again you thought, ‘But she did insist…’  
You follow her through the main entrance, giving a little goodbye wave to your car, as you knew you would not be using it for a long while.
     Shytava sets one of your suit cases down and punches in a code on a keypad beside the wondrous silver fencing. With a couple of whines and creeks both sides of the gate start to come together, than close completely. ‘No way to back out now,’ you thought. Of course you could get out of it, the job you mean, but you planning on doing this for a while. A REALLY long time. (Ok, maybe not like your whole life, but like a few years.)
      Shytava picked up your luggage and marched onward. “Come on now, don’t fall behind,” she told you. “We have a lot to see today.”
      “Ah, yes!” You say. You stumble a bit and catch up to her. Your eyes grew with wonder as you saw the most beautiful gardens surrounding you. A smile stretched across your face. It was amazing and to think you were going to be living in a place with such beauty. Blood red roses and tall hedges guided you to the concrete fountain ahead.
      You ran and playfully skipped towards it. When you looked through its clear waters it reminded you of a diamond. Clear and magnificent. You saw part of your reflection in the water as you leaned down. The top of your head was slightly blurred due to the cascading water. You smiled wide, it just felt so good to be standing there. A light breeze blew some (h/c) strands of hair out of your face. Everything about this moment seemed perfect, you wish you could capture it in mid feeling, and relive it. But then…
      “HEY!” you heard a voice calling you. It was Shytava, you never knew her voice could raise so loud. “You will have plenty of time to look and even CARE for the awesome fountain later, ok?”
       You turned around. “I’m so sorry you said!” said. ‘Psh, yeah right…’ you thought.
You kept walking after her, wondering why she called the fountain awesome. True, it was awesome, but the words just didn’t quite fit. Also the way Shytava put emphasis on the word clean kind of bothered you. You’ve only been here or less than ten minutes and already you had an idea of the labor you were going to do. You sigh and follow after her.
      Passing the center piece of the fountain, you made it to more beautiful gardens! ‘That I’ll probably have to take care of.’ You thought.
      Now past the luscious, and most graceful gardens you make it to marble stares that lead straight up to the mansion doors. The doors were even taller than the entrance gate, and were made of mahogany. Stunning carvings were placed all over, of what seemed like horses and men. It felt like a battle before your eyes. Once again wonder and mystery fills you. You prance up to it. “Woah…” you whispered aloud to no one in particular. Your eyes were attracted to the man on the horse, which seemed as though to be leading the battle. He was well built and handsome. His face was perfect.
     Then you snapped out of it. You felt pretty foolish for thinking a fake man on a carving was handsome. You stepped back, red blush plastered to your face. You were studying at such a close distance. Having the feeling of being watched you turn to your right were Shytava. She was looking right at you. And this made you feel slightly uncomfortable and even a sly bit more embarrassed.  Her deep blue eyes piercing through you soul, you could not lie, Shytava was… was a bit odd.
      “Beautiful, is it not?” she asks you.
      “O-Oh, uh, yeah. It sure is.” You reply a bit nervous thinking see was going to be harsh or make fun of you. “I really love the exquisite design. A-and the man in the middle makes the tapestry just stand out above all.”
      Shytava stared at you. ‘Is she not going to say anything?’ you ask yourself, starting to feel a tad awkward.  
      “So it does.” Shytava replied in a flat tone. “Master himself, paid good money to get that done. It adds so much more to the originality of the house.”
      “Yeah.” You say back.
      Shytava puts down your two suit cases and slams herself into the great door. At first you are confused then you realize she is only trying to open it, but her small frame and light body weight nearly prevents her. ‘The way she wrecks into that door she is going to soon rub off the masterpiece.’ You think. “Hey, um, Ms. Shytava? Do you need any help?” You ask, hoping she would say yes, for you were worried about the grand door. Come on, it was a really nice door!
      Shytava looked at you. “I’ve got this, I have lived here for four years you know. I know what I’m doing.” ‘Four years is a long time,’ you thought.
      “Oh, uh-“ you started to say, but the doors finally opened. Shytava picks up your suit cases and walks in. “Follow me, quick, before the door shuts.” She says, and you quickly prance in after her.  You gape at the surroundings. The crystal chandelier hung in the middle of a massive hallway. Marble tile lay out in front of you, clean and polished. Dark extravagant wooden walls lay on either side of you. They have patterns carved into them adding so much more to the scenery. Let’s not forget the doors!
      So many doors!
      A spiral staircase starts in the back and wraps its way up to the second floor. The stair part is the same wood as the walls, and the railing is like a marble to match the floor. Well it was really hard for you to see that far away, but it was a guess.
A voice interrupted your thoughts. “Please Miss _______ lets go. You need to meet the master after we visit your room.” This shook you out of your dream like state. Shytava was already way a head of you.
      “Ok, I’m coming!” You reassured her. You fast walk to catch up, but still looked side to side to embrace your surroundings. Then an enormous painting caught your eye.  A young man in a navy blue military coat, leaning on a rifle. He had a smug look on his face but that is not what really surprised you. What really got your attention was that under is navy cap his hair was white as snow and his eyes… his eyes were crimson. It gave you the chills, but he sure was handsome!
      The painting memorized you. You kept walking but your eyes never left the painting. In fact it reminded you of the door! ‘I wonder if that was the master’s relative or something.’ You thought. Then you though it was really weird that a possible dead guy or old guy was good looking! You shook the thought and averted your eyes towards where Shytava was.
      She was almost at the stair case. You groaned. ‘God, I’m so far behind and she’s the one with the weight to carry.’ Then once more you your let out an irritant groan. ‘My room is going to be upstairs?! Uggh, I could hardly walk up the ten steps in my own home!’ you thought.
      You finally caught up with Shytava and she started going up the steps. You followed, noticing that your assumption with the marble railing was correct. You were actually kind of proud of yourself for that.
      DEAR GOD! Only half way up the stair case and you were already out of breath! ‘Why am I so out of shape!’ you thought discouragingly. You leaned on the railing and pushed your way up. ‘Shytava seems like she’s doing just fine’ you thought. ‘than again she has lived here for four years.’
      Shytava pushed ahead and waited for you at the top. Out of breath you griped the railing and force your way up, where you FINALLY made it!
You huffed as you reached the top, and sighed. ‘I hope I can get into shape just by walking up these everyday…’
      You looked at Shytava, who was perfectly fine. Her knuckles griped on tight to your belongings, arms shaky as ever. “Come along now Miss ______, let me show you to your room.” You agreed by nodding you head, to tiered to say anything. Because, dang girl, you need to hit the gym! She led the way and you slowly followed her. Your calves hurt.
      But you also did walk a little bit slow so you could look at what the second floor had to offer you. It was almost a replica of the first. Same floor, same walls and just as many doors and rooms. ‘Geez, who needs that many rooms? What are you going to do with them?!’  
      You looked to your right were another painting caught your eye, a smaller one but still a good size. It was the same albino man, still looking handsome as ever though. He had the same smirk on his have and he was wearing a crown with a king’s outfit on. A red coat and black pants. ‘Wow this new master guy must be real fond of whoever this albino dude is.’ You thought somewhat curiously. ‘I wonder who that is.’
      You dismissed the thought and kept chuggin’ forward! Doing a little fast walk to catch up to Shytava who had a short distance between you. She stops at a door with a rectangular frame etched into it.
      “This is your new room. I have laid your clothes out for you on your bed. Come out when you are ready and we shall meet the master.” She sets you suit cases at the door and backs away. “I guess this means I can go in!” you think.
You walk up to the door, turn the door knob and crack open the door ever so slightly. You reach down and pick up your suit cases. Dang they were heavy! How exactly did Shytava carry them all the way from your car again? You heaved as you picked them up and opened the door with your elbow.
      Once inside you closed the door by leaning you back against it. You sighed. ‘Well this is where I’m going to be staying.’
The floor was cover in scarlet carpet and when you took a step you sunk into it. ‘I bet this would feel good on my feet.’ you think, really starting to want to take your shoes off. You sigh once more and walk over to your bed. There is a red comforter laye neatly out and white sheets.
      “Ooo! That’s probably really comfy!” you think aloud. Then you see the maid outfit on your bed, and remember you’re not on vacation.
You drop your luggage on the floor. One case pops open, but heck you didn’t care what happened to your stuff. You picked up the maid’s outfit laid out on your bed. It had ruffle shoulders and was black with white lining. It was… frilly and that was just not your thing.
      Knee high socks came with it and also mid shoulder black gloves. And then you saw it… the hat! It was, HORRIBLE! You face scoffed in disgust. This was really not your thing! You let out a puff of air. Shytava was waiting for you outside. You had to get it on and over with!
      ‘God, this is going to be so humiliating!’ you think. ‘Well at least none of my friends of family back home will see me in this!’  
You undress and start putting on you outfit. You almost have to whole this on! But what’s this?! Where is the hat? Still sitting on your bed, waiting for its arrival upon your head. Where it will nestle in and stay there for a whole day. You look at it with disgust. You point you finger at it and scold it as if it were a dog or something. “NO! I will not put you on!” You wave your finger.
      There is a know at your door that surprised you. “Umm, _______? Is everything ok in there?” You recognize the voice as Shytava’s. ‘Now she thinks I’m insane!’ you think, somewhat annoyed at yourself and a bit towards the maids cap.
     “Yeah! I’m just dandy!” you call back! You look back toward the cap. ‘Great! Now she thinks I’m crazy because of you!’ you silently yell at the hat. You pick it up and turn away your head. You bring it up to your face but close your eyes so you don’t have to look at it.  
      You peep one eye open. “AH! It’s horrid!’ and close your eye.
      You slowly place the cap upon your head, and shove it in your hair making sure is stays in. Then again, you loosened it up hoping it would fall out and you would lose it somewhere. You opened your eyes, now you couldn’t see the hat anymore and you were safe, but you could always sense its presence….
      Just before you left the room you wanted to see how you looked. Maybe you didn’t look as bad as you thought? Well you hoped you didn’t!
      To the left of your room you find an open door which leads to a clean and polished bathroom. The first thing that catches your eye is the bath tub! Holy cow it was huge! It could fit like four people! It was white and had a silver faucet. It was pretty! ‘I cannot wait to take a bath tonight!’ you screamed in your head. You usually were not one for more girly things, but a giant bath?! Heck yeah!
      You avert you attention from the bath to the sink. It was marble and also had a silver faucet. ‘Maybe I should wash my hands!’ Just looking at the beautiful sink made you want to wash your hands profusely! It just made you happy to be in there! Before you even touched the sink though, something caught your eye.
      There was a full body mirror just behind you. In the mirror in front of the sink, you could see it, something you haven’t noticed before. It made you go completely red.
The maid’s outfit you were wearing was so short you could see your (f/c) panties when you bent over just ever so slightly!
      “KYAAA!” You squealed. ‘Who is this guy I’m working for? Is he some kind of perv?!’
The door to your room opened and Shytava walked in, and then towards your direction in the bathroom. You didn’t close the door so she could see you. “What, is there a problem?” she asked you.
      “YES THERE IS A PROBLEM!” you yelled, but soon after felt guilty for it. You saw that her maids outfit was longer than yours but still quite short. ‘Dear god!’’ you think. ‘What job have I got myself into?!’
      “Ok,” Shytava said her voice shallow. “What is it?”
      You sigh. “Don’t you think this dress is a bit… to short?” you ask her. You bend down just a bit to show her what you are talking about.
     “No.” She replies. She reaches for your wrist. She gets ahold of it and drags you along. “come on, we need to get to the master. You are already late.”
      ‘Geez, did she have to remind me?’
      “Woah, woah, woah.” You say bringing the other subject, dismissing the fact you were late. “Are sure this is not to short? I mean does it not show a bit too much?” Shytava had already drug you out of your room. You were now in the hall way, with your back side exposed due to the position you were in with Shytava holding your wrist. She was soo short!
      “Not at all. Now please come on.”
      Darn it! You weren’t getting out of thins one! You let her lead you to two grand doors.
      “Master should be in here.” She said. You felt so embarrassed, there was no way a man could see you in these cloths. Even if he wanted to! With you free hand you shoved down the back of your dress. That only caused the front to come up! Ah-NO. Then shoved down the front. ‘Back exposure it is.’ You thought.
Shytava knocked on the doors.
      “Come in.” You heard a man say. Was that an accent in his voice? Maybe you just didn’t hear him right. Shytava let go of you and shoved herself into the door. The door creaked open. Shytava walked in, reaching back to once more grab you.
She pulled you into a neat office area that smelled clean and quite nice.
      “Hello Master Gilbert.” She said and bowed. “This is our new maid ________.”
      The young man looked up from his studies. And there he was. You caught your breath. It was the same handsome man from that paintings!