"My name is Roseline Fleur Veil Beaumont," she mutters to herself and groans as she continues to stay seated near the bay window. She's been sitting there ever since she woke up just to realize who she was and where exactly she had been reincarnated into. The cup of warm honey tea was brought up to her lips as she tried to remain calm in Josette's presence. Her maid had been shocked out of her mind when she woke up and asked, "I'm sorry but who are you?"

"I'm Roseline Fleur Veil Beaumont... Why does that sound familiar?"

"Milady, are you alright?" Josette's voice breaks her train of thoughts, "You've been sighing for the past 10 minutes."

She turns to face Josette, "Oh, it's nothing. I suppose I feel just a little stuffy from being stuck inside this room." She turns her attention back to the outside view, still sipping her tea when Josette suggests an idea.

"Milady, since you seem better - would you like to go outside for a short stroll? It's a cloudy day so it wouldn't be too hot and-"

"Great idea!" she jumps at the mention of being able to go outside, "Wonderful suggestion, Josette. Yes, let's head outside." In excitement, she skips towards Josette and holds on the woman's hands, "You'll come along, yes?"

"O-Of course, Milady. It's my job to be by your side after all."

Roseline lights up and it just fuels Josette's worries even more to see her Lady so energized and dare she say, cheerful. She doesn't have a chance to voice out her thoughts as Roseline drags her to her enormous closet and starts to ask out for suggestions on what she should wear. The bombard of questions and hyper energy that came from Lady Roseline nearly made poor Josette wonder if she had gotten her Roseline mixed up with another person.

But the woman shook her head as she quickly resumes her duties to server Roseline - what in the heavens was she thinking, anyway? To question Lady Roseline would be as if she was questioning the royal family itself. So, Josette decides to just bite down her woes and heads over to help the lady pick out an outfit.

The pair walked down the quiet hallway as most of the students were attending classes as they headed to nowhere in particular - Lady Roseline herself had insisted they simply walked around without a destination in mind. She walked at a slower pace than normal and looked around the building as if she were admiring the architecture work or perhaps she was looking for something, Josette wasn't sure but all she knew was that Lady Roseline looked much different as in a good difference.

"You're Josette Lafitte, yes?" Roseline asks, looking at Josette in the eyes, "You've been my personal maid since I was 6 and you're 9 years older than I am. Is that correct?"

"It is, Milady. But... forgive me for speaking-"

"No, no, it's alright. Speak freely if you feel it's a must."

"... Thank you, Milady, but I must say," Josette stops in her tracks and Roseline does the same, "Shouldn't you be walking ahead of me? It's considered rude for a maid to walk at the same level as their masters."

"Is it?" Roseline raises an eyebrow before she 'Oh-s'. Another flood of mem