Amelia's POV:
"I'm sorry, but what is this?" I held up the piece of fabric in my hand.
The maid in front of me glanced at it quickly and sighed. "That's your uniform."
Uniform? What kind of a uniform was this?!
"You can't be serious. " I said. "I can't possibly wear this. Its...."
"If you don't like it, take your complaints to alpha Richard." The maid said simply.
I stared at her, a deadpan look on my face. Of course that's what she was going to say. I was beginning to see a pattern with these maids.
It was the next day. And I was nervous with anticipation about what Richard wanted me to do in return. He sent a maid over and had her give me a ridiculous outfit.
It was a knee length gown black gown similar to the one the maids wore except shorter. But what was annoying about it w
