Nisha of the Red

Ana stared wide eyed at the beautiful clothes she was wearing. She could never imagined that one day she would wear clothes that was just as pretty as the head mistress and the other masters of the household. She wore a pastel yellow large skirt that had white and gold layers within it that made the bottom of her outfit look like an upside down blossoming rose. Her top had embroidered red roses that extended all the way to her sleeves. To top it off, her red hair was pulled into a cute braided bun with a fresh cut bang in front. No one could ever guess that she was once a neglected child that was waiting to be slaughtered.

She wasn't only one that looked like a different person all together. Even her sister who was already something beyond the mortal realm of beautiful. Nisha's outfit that was still being fitted by her maids was something that Ana couldn't describe in words. She could only understand that her older sister's overall appeal was too striking. And her curves that usually should be hidden due to modest reasons was on full display. She never saw a woman's body that resembled the shape of an hourglass. It was too stunning to look at, even the head mistress and the other women looked identical to undeveloped children compare to her older sister.

Ana look at herself once again and to her sister. Even though she was six, she felt the difference between their figures. The thought of it was upsetting, but also overflowing with pride on how amazing Nisha is, anybody with eyes wouldn't be able to pass up on her older sister. However, she also felt fear for her older sister since they would soon attend dinner to see the master of the castle.

Nisha saw the conflicting expressions on her little sister's face, it was very cute to her to see Ana worry over mortal things.

"Gutless," Nisha said. "Is everything done?"

"Yes mistress."

The monster maids backed away into the corner with warm smiles plastered on their beautiful faces as there appraised their mistress's outfit that they put together. The clothes that Gutless got for her was subpar to Nisha's standards and it didn't fit onto her hourglass frame. So the only thing that they can do was savage the dresses and make a new one from the scrapes, but it didn't look like a patch work project. The final product was a long flowing dress that had many layers of pink and white that had seamless stitching and embroidered roses that was matching to her younger sister. And their mistress's bust was hard to contain into the fabric they had on hand, but after following their mistress's advice of creating a steel caged bodice that had matching fabric sewn on top. It wasn't hard to find the steel to make the bodice, Luna and Una went out and found a sword off a sleeping guard. It molded in their hands like clay as they shaped it under Nisha's guidance. Of course during this time, Ana was still asleep and only woke when it was time for her to dress. Ana was startled to look at the two new gorgeous twins that was there to dress her, but after Nisha's introduction, Ana was finally at ease and a slight sense of fear. Her older sister introduced the two new maids as experts that her master left behind to take care of her needs.

Nisha was very pleased with her maids and that Gutless was proving to be a great teacher to the new ones that joined her brood. They were able to make her a passable dress under short notice and following instructions well. She held hand and gestured for her sister to take it. Ana looked confused at first, and hesitantly went to hold her hand. Nisha smiled in delight as the maids followed them in a orderly fashion.

Ana felt embarrassed to hold her sister's hand to walk to the main house. It was a new feeling for her, since no one held her hand before. Her mother died when she was born and only her older sister and a few old maids only tended to their needs. After three years, the maids left and Nisha had to take care of her. Since then they were abandoned and were being preyed upon the masters of the estate. Ana unconsciously tighten her small little hand over Nisha's as the neared the dinner hall.

Nisha was able to see for herself the difference between her courtyard at the main manor that stood in the middle of the Westhaven estate. It was on the levels of heaven and hell. Guards patrolled the grounds in a routine manner, the maids and butlers busied themselves with household work. But all of them stop to look at the grand entourage, the only thing that the onlookers could recognize is the maid outfits and the vaguely the sixth young miss. The spectators were mesmerized with the women that walked with the goddess in front, even their walk was so elegant it matched the movements of a soft breeze. Ana couldn't really think at this moment, she was just too nervous because too many people was staring at them in awe. A few men went as far to fall to their kneels, and a few maids dropped everything that was in their hands.

The maids waiting outside the dinner hall was even more awestruck and confused. When was impressive guests supposed to come to dinner tonight? They grew nervous, and had no information beforehand. The most they can do it try not to offend them and have them seated. They kneeled before Nisha as they greeted her entourage with smiles and feverish stares, Nisha's maids frown at the sight and she treated as air.

"Honored guests, how may I announce you?" One maid said as she worked up her nerves to say. The other maids instantly felt regret by not being fast enough to speak to such a otherworldly beautiful person. They all had the urge to get closer to the young woman even though they were of the same gender.

Nisha was amused that they didn't recognize the body of the dead fifth young miss, but she remembered she reconstructed this vessel to suite her previous body on earth. She wasn't in the mood to trick these little things in front of her.

"It's I, the mistress Nisha. I've only stayed in my courtyard for a week. It's odd for the servants to not recognize me."

This time everybody that had eyes glued onto her was flabbergasted fromwhat this beautiful young woman said. They couldn't help but stare with their mouths opened wide of enough for a pair of eggs to fit in. They didn't know what to say, even the maid that just spoken was left stunned.

Gutless couldn't even stand it anymore and reprimanded the maids in front of her.

"How dare let the mistress wait! When can a mere servant block the path of the master of the estate?"

The maids shivered due to Gutless's words and didn't dare to stand there like fools to stare at the woman who claimed to be the fifth young miss. They had no time to think about the words from Gutless, even Gutless's bold move of calling Nisha the master of the estate instead of her father. They could only play along and instead of spoiling the mood of these strangers that looked like they had powerful backgrounds.

"Mistress and sixth young miss have arrived!" The maid yelped if the intent to hide afterwards to avoid the awkward situation.

Nisha walked into the dinner hall with her monster maids in tow while she held onto her little sister's hand. When she was inside she was greeted by a lavish hall in this world's standards. White floral craved wood lined the trimmings of the wall and door frames with polished marble for walls and floors. The hall wasn't that big, it was only the size to fit 20 people comfortably with room to spare.

Her interest was suddenly perked when she saw the source of light that illuminated the whole room like the artificial lights on earth. Three structures that resembled chandeliers had strange patterns etched into the gold metal that emitted a hazy glow. The arms of each structure held an orb of light that imitated natural light. From the looks of it, there was no wires or the sort that ran through the device. In her vampiric version she saw each orb pull in tiny particles of light that gathered and released, creating the light. This caused her to wonder what other things this world will have in store for her.

Nisha's analyzation of the unknown light source only lasted in a faction of a second. Nisha proceeded to the dinner table as a stunned head mistress looked at her in shock. From Nisha's body's memories this was the so called head mistress of the Westhaven household. She was a concubine that endured the hardships of Henry for a short period of time. She pushed children from the other concubines into Henry's bed so she can protect her own. And when her body's birth mother died, the current head mistress took over the role as the main wife and became the loyal dog of Henry.

This low-life of an human was also one that she was would personally remove from her new home. With that thought in mind Nisha made her way to her seating proper to her title. The left side seating arrangement of the lord of the estate. When the maids and different servants alike looked on, they were startled and filled with disbelief. They all had the thoughts of is this really the fifth young miss of the household?

Even the current head mistress, stared at Nisha in disbelief. If someone told her that the fifth mistress would turn into a beautiful creation after a week, she would never believe them. Even though the head maid told her how Nisha transformed this was too much of a transformation. The more she looked at the fifth miss, the feelings of jealously, hatred, and greed flared up in the head mistress. What made her more peeved was to see Nisha and her younger sister take the seats that was reserved for her daughter and son. The hateful woman almost ripped her napkin to shreds when she saw the sister-duo act so boldly in front of her.