A Capable Maid

y becoming a maid.’ If a lot of people knew her face, no matter how much she pretended to be a maid, she would have been immediately caught.
Ironically, working in the palace while avoiding other people’s eyes and enduring their abuse was a blessing in disguise, since it enabled her to survive. 

‘I still have to be careful though.’ Especially with the Crown Prince.
She didn’t want to attract his attention, even if she never got credit.

“Did God really send an angel?” said Hans as he looked up at the sky. 

Marie smiled sheepishly.
Except for the unresolved mystery of the sculptor’s identity, it was a happy ending for everyone. 

That night, Marie fell asleep peacefully. 

But then, she had another dream.
She was dreaming of a young man, and his name was 

***

The heat had subsided, and autumn was fast approaching.
The festival was right around the corner, as the fields turned golden and bountiful. 

“I’m really looking forward to this year’s festival.” 

“I know, the harvest’s good too.
Last year, there’s no festival at all.”

The subjects of the Empire talked excitedly about the upcoming festival.
Due to the horrific civil war that broke out amongst the princes when the emperor fell, festivals hadn’t been held for years.
Since it’s the first festival after the peace was restored, everyone had high expectations. 

And as the large-scale festival was fast approaching, its organizers became frantic, including the imperials maids.
Apart from the street festival for the general public, the Imperial Palace will also host a separate banquet and festival.
The maids, of course, were in charge of the preparations.

“Chop chop! There’s not much time left until the festival, so wake up!” 

“Yes, ma’am!” 

“Alright, everyone, go to your assigned locations and follow the instructions!” 

Except for those tasked with maintaining the palace, all the maids in the Lily Palace scattered to prepare for the festival.

‘Once again, I have to assist with the preparations elsewhere,’ thought Marie.
As the Rose Palace’s garden was near to completion, she had been reassigned to another place.
However, when she heard about her new workplace from her superior, Susan, she looked confused.
“The… Crystal Palace?” 

“Yes.
Is there a problem?” When Susan asked with a puzzled look, Marie shook her head in a hurry. 

“N-None.”

“Then you can go as soon as tomorrow.
It won’t be particularly difficult, you’ll just need to help them there and clean up afterwards.”

“Understood.” 

Smiling, Susan said, “The landscapers were praising you a lot when you were still at the Rose Palace Garden.
So just keep doing what you’re doing.”

“T-Thank you.”

Marie sighed as she headed out.
‘The Crystal Palace?’ 

It wasn’t that she’s worried that the work would be difficult.
As what had Susan said, she just had to do simple errands.
However, she remembered the previous dream she had. 

The reason why she felt troubled was that the Crystal Palace was the place where the orchestra was scheduled to perform.

Of course, she had no problems with running errands for the orchestra, which was rehearsing for their festival performance.
However, it was confounding that an ability would manifest whenever she had a strange dream. 

‘Will something happen again?’ 

Mozart. 

The name from the dream became stuck in her mind.

***

Sure enough, Marie had another dream.
She became Mozart, the musical genius who descended from heaven!

She had already dreamed of him twice.

“Mozart! Mozart!” The young woman raised her voice and called ‘her’ Mozart.
The ‘her’ in the dream waved his hand.
“Ah, older sister!”

“What are you doing? We have to leave for Paris right now.
If we delay any longer, we’ll be late for the concert.” 

“I’m looking at the scenery.” 

“The scenery?” The girl frowned.
She noticed that that girl was Nannerl*, Mozart’s older sister. 

She’s actually Maria Anna but Nannerl is her nickname

“Yes, the scenery.” The girl followed his gaze.
Under the walls of Rothenburg, a serene and pastoral landscape loomed before them.

“What of it?”

“Can’t you hear the music?” 

“What music? I hear nothing at all.” Mozart frowned at his sister and closed his eyes. 

Suddenly, ‘she’ experienced an unexpected phenomenon.
There were no instruments but the sound of music reverberated in his mind; the gentle sound of the breeze, low streams, pastures and trees, ringing across the place.
All of them were music to his ears, the notes and melodies flowing into a musical score.

His sister then nagged at him.
“Stop talking nonsense and let’s go.
Father is waiting.”

“Yes, alright.
Let’s go.” Thus, he went to Paris while listening to countless sounds of music.
As usual, the concert in Paris was a huge success.