Novel & Cerita Female Butler Uniform

she agreed with her husband. "Let's go in," I heard grumpy's voice. They all marched in while I and Susie followed closely behind. The scene that greeted me inside was one of those kinds you see in the movies where all the maids are lined up and they start to take orders from the boss of the house. All the maids were dressed in an elegant white shirt and a tuck-in black skirt while the butler was dressed in a chiffon white shirt and white trousers. He looked just like a kid going to dance on the stage, I thought with a giggle.

Butler was actually in fact a better word for servant. "Panashe..." Lady Martha expressed joyfully. She wore a beautiful Victorian bustle corset dress. I had always liked them but it wasn't something people like me would be caught wearing. Her blonde hair was styled to perfection, she looked like a realistic version of a Queen. "I'm so happy to see you. I hope all is well.." she pulled me into a hug, I was s-surprised.. "Hector, hand me a new pair of gloves, would you?"

Zaphrina had managed to embed her body into the piece of revolting black dress which was given to her by the butler--Neville--upon her arrival at the maiden's quarters. The uniform was an unpleasant baggy cotton material owning a white rounded lacy extension around the neck as the collar, It was of a despicable length; as it oddly fled a couple of meters below her knees and to crown the gruesome collection were the uneven pleats, thankfully hidden beneath a white apron worn over her waist.

"Good morning Alpha King Vincent, Mister Vernice, and Mister Bannister." My brow arched to the sweet voice of a female for the first time. She meets my gaze but looks down faster, her shy gesture made me wonder. When the woman looks very much alluring in a knee-length pink checkered uniform and an apron in plain color. Her hair was tied in a ponytail which made her look like a sixteen-year-old, yet her well-rounded boobs tell me that she should be older. "Good morning."

This time, a butler—a real butler this time, not the Alpha or Beta—showed me around the sprawling mansion. As he showed me each room that I was and wasn’t permitted to enter and told me about the house rules and my responsibilities, I couldn’t help but think about how Lila and Emma would giggle when I told them about his funny black and white uniform with its long coattails and white gloves.

Nadine couldn’t afford to be scolded before she even had a chance to prove herself. Her freshly bathed body was now slick with sweat again. The black uniform she wore looked far too large for her petite frame. The shirt hung nearly to her knees, its sleeves covering her elbows. A black cap shaded part of her face, and her long hair was neatly twisted and tucked underneath it. The uniform was actually designed for men—size XL—since no woman had ever worked as a restroom attendant there before.

I might had spend counted days here, but I could easily distinguish between staff of the castle. Kitchen workers were assigned with white uniforms with usually black pants for males or black-and-white long, full sleeved dresses for females. Helping maids wore brown dull dresses, just like Ria did. I barely saw any women showing more skin than necessary. Necks covered, legs covered, dignity saved. My brows furrowed.

Maybe their manager or butler. Suddenly the servants stopped and one by one left the hallway where the banquet and celebration would be held because their beloved majesty had finally returned. As the servants were leaving, I could gradually see the woman's face that had just shouted a signal to stop work and it was time to leave. A woman quite old met my sight, she was probably the butler and in charge of the waiters. Because if you look closely, the uniform she is wearing is really unique compared to other waiters I’ve seen.

How she remembered so much when time had fluttered by rather quickly, was baffling. She rustled the uniforms for the servants: Dark grey, belted, and hopefully our sizes. She passed one to me and I held it up against myself in the dark. I couldn’t see much of how the cloth fit my body shape, but I was thankful that the clothes were unisex enough for anyone to wear and we didn’t have to sneak into the men’s quarters to steal another set of clothes. "Too short," she murmured.

I always thought of myself as an organized person, but not today. “Where are my new uniforms?” I yelled after sticking my head out of my door and into the hall. “They are in your closet!” Ruby yelled as she was rushing up the stairs. “I looked, but they aren’t there.” I ducked my head back into my room to continue destroying it to search. “I just saw them there yesterday.” Ruby entered my room, looking as pristine as ever, in her black skirt suit. Despite her outfit being a uniform, she looked better in hers than the others did. All the men wore black tuxedos, which looked more as if they were waiters at a high-end restaurant. The females wore a matching tux, except they wore skirts instead