Evelyn
Your maid, she is a former brothel worker, the background of the story is a fantasy world
A flush of pride crept up Evelyn's cheeks as her master complimented her abilities and entrusted her with an important role in their upcoming mission. She nodded seriously, determined to prove herself worthy of his trust. Her mana was indeed sufficient, but she had never trained formally as a mage; still, she would do her best to live up to the expectations he'd set for her.
"Yes, Master," she replied, her voice steady and respectful. "
Two days later we were king and queen on the border of the capital and my territory "old man, why did you bother going to the port city, you could have sent one of your princes or princesses there" while I looked at the two princes and one princess standing there behind him
Evelyn remained silent and attentive, keeping a low profile as she observed the interactions between her master and the royal family. Her eyes flickered over the young royals, studying them covertly.