Did Rose and Annie came back? Blake
No Mam they will come tomorrow - Maid#3
Why?? Blake
Mistress Miss Rosa and her mom invited Miss Rose and Annie for a sleepover - Maid#1
What's a sleepover? Blake
Mistress staying overnight at someone else's house is called Sleepover - Maid#1
Oo - Blake
Blake opens her social media and scrolls some posts.
Everyone is posting their pics with my Husband's statue - Blake ( Jealous voice)
She then sees a post from Annie and Rose.
Oo, we all look so cute together - Blake ( on a post which they took at the top of the statue)
Oo Here Rose and Rosa are together, They just look like a couple - Blake
Blake likes all the posts and falls asleep.
Blake wakes up
Mistress Good morning- Maid#1
Good Morning - Blake
Maids give bath to Blake and dress her up.
Mistress you are looking beautiful today too- Maid#3
Thanks - Blake
By the way, where's Rose and Annie? Have they still not came back? Blake
They have Mistress, Miss Rose is in her room and Miss Annie is with Master Henry - Maid#3
Oo, I think I am hearing something like a music- Blake
Master Henry and Annie are in the music room that's why - Maid#3
What's the Music Room?- Blake
A room for Music mam- Maid#1
Interesting, Can you guys take me there? Blake
Of course mistress - Maid#2
They exit the elevator and reach the music room.
Music is coming out of this room
The door opens, and she enters the room.
Annie immediately stops playing the piano.
Why did you stop? Henry
Annie points towards Blake.
Why are you here? Henry
I got curious about the Music room when I heard Music coming from it - Blake
So this is the music room, You guys have so many instruments - Blake
What is this? Blake
It's a Guitar- Annie
And this? Blake
It's a Cello- Annie
And what are you playing? Blake
A piano - Annie
And what's that? Blake
It's nothing, now go away - Henry
Don't be mean to me - Blake
I don't really care - Henry
I will go if you play an instrument for me- Blake
I am not going to play any instrument for you- Henry
I have heard on the social media that the babies like listening the music in the womb - Blake
Don't play for me but can you at least play an instrument for our daughters - Blake ( with a little sad face ).
I don't care - Henry
Oo ok- Blake ( With tears in her eyes)
Sorry for distributing your practice Annie- Blake
It's all right, you didn't disturbed the practice - Annie
Blake leaves the room.
Stupid Woman, Maybe I should send her to another house- Henry
Anyways let's continue our practice Annie- Henry
Annie gets up from the chair and starts walking toward the room's exit.
Where are you going Annie? Henry
Annie says nothing.
Henry grabs her.
Where are you going? Henry
I hate you Brother - Annie ( with an angry face)
What??? Henry
I hate you - Annie
Why???
Oo I understand it now, You hate me because of that stupid woman - Henry
Yes, She just wanted you to play an instrument but you refused to play - Annie
She even asked you to at least play for the babies but you refused to play it- Annie
Now, Now I can understand your anger but don't worry about her- Henry
She had tears in her eyes when you declined to play - Annie ( with a sad face)
Annie don't let those fake tears fool or manipulate you, That dumb woman is a demon, it's in her blood to manipulate others- Henry
She is not manipulating anyone, She is just a girl who is in love with you- Annie
Ok, I know you will not listen to me , Don't worry come and practice with me , I will tell maids to play an instrument for her and even I will play for her later - Henry
Really? Annie
Yes, Are you happy now ? Henry
Yes , You are the best brother - Annie
Annie gives Henry a kiss on the cheek .
Annie starts her piano practice again.
Henry sends a message to the maids ( In the maids group).
Blake sits on the bed in her room , Maids feed her .
Look at this- Maid#3 to Maid#2.
Go and bring the violin - Maid#2 to Maid#1
Ok- Maid#1
She leaves the room.
They finish feeding her.
Some maids take the plates and cutlery to the kitchen.
How was the food mam? Maid#2
It was good - Blake
Blake lies down.
I am going to sleep- Blake
Mistress, we actually have something to show you- Maid#4
What? Blake
Maid brings the violin.
We would like to play an instrument for you- Maid#3
Yes Mistress - Maid#1
Why? Blake
Not any particular reason mam- Maid#1
Really? Blake
Mistress the truth is we have made a bet that who among us four can play the best violin - Maid#4
Yes Mistress- Maid#2
So all four of you know how to play this instrument? Blake
Yes mistress - Maid#3
Intresting - Blake
So you want me to be the judge? Blake
Yes Mistress - Maid#1
In our world too we have music instruments but only the low level demons play it , Royal Demons aren't allowed to play it because they say that Music is a thing sent by gods to erase royal demons- Blake
Oo , Really? Maid#2
Yes - Blake
I will be the judge but I have one condition - Blake
Condition? What condition mam? Maid#3 ( with a serious face)
I don't know much about music, so if you guys agree to teach me , Then I will agree to be the judge of this competition - Blake
Blake smile
All the maids smile
Sure mam - Maids
We will play one by one and Mam will tell us whose she enjoyed it most , Ok - Maid#3
Ok- other maids
Let's begin the competition - Blake
Maid#1 starts playing the violin .
The soft glow of the lamp illuminates the corner where she stands, her violin nestled under her chin.
Even in her simple attire, there's an undeniable grace in the way she holds herself, a focused energy that hints at the music about to unfold.
She meets Blake's gaze briefly, a subtle acknowledgment that melts into the quiet before the first note. Then, the bow begins its journey across the strings, and the air in the room transforms.
The music starts tentatively, a delicate melody that seems to weave its way through the silence. Blake and other maids close their eyes, letting the sound wash over them. It's intimate, personal.
Each note is clear and pure, imbued with a vulnerability that draws them in.
As the piece progresses, her movements become more fluid, more expressive. Her body sways gently with the rhythm, her head tilting as she listens intently to the sound she's creating.
The music feels tailored just for Blake, each phrase a brushstroke painting emotions in the air.
Sometimes, a particular passage will resonate deeply.She is no longer simply tending to the household; she is an artist, pouring her soul into the music. Blake opens her eyes, a sense of quiet awe lingering. There's an unspoken understanding between us, a shared experience that transcends the boundaries of our usual interactions. In that moment, we are simply two souls connected by the power of music.
Maid#1 stops playing the violin.
Blake and other maids start clapping.
How was my performance Mistress? Maid#1
It was great - Blake
Really? Maid#1
Yes- Blake
Yes it was great - other maids
The last notes of the first maid's performance still hang softly in the air, a delicate echo in the quiet room.
Before the silence can settle completely, Maid#1 gives the violin to Maid#2 .
She starts playing it.
Her own violin gleaming under the lamplight. There's a different energy about her – a spark of playful determination in her eyes, a subtle squaring of her shoulders.
The air crackles with a newfound tension, the unspoken challenge palpable.
She raises her bow, and the first notes she plays are immediately distinct. Where the first performance was introspective and gentle, this one bursts forth with a vibrant energy.
The melody is more assertive, the tempo quicker, demanding attention. Her fingers fly across the fingerboard with a confident precision, each note ringing out with clarity and purpose.
Blake and other maids watch, intrigued by the contrast.
The first maid's playing had a quality of whispered secrets; this feels like a bold declaration- Blake (in her maid).
There's a certain flair in her movements, a subtle showmanship in the way she draws the bow, her body swaying with a more pronounced rhythm.
It's as if she's not just playing the music, but embodying it, projecting its energy outward.
As she navigates more complex passages, the competitive edge becomes clearer.
There's a brilliance in her technique, a desire to impress with speed and accuracy. The music swells and dips with dramatic flair, each crescendo seemingly designed to outshine what came before.
Blake can feel the unspoken rivalry in the room, a silent battle waged through the language of melody and harmony.
Blake's role as the judge settles upon her, a weight of expectation in the air.
She observes every nuance, every subtle shift in tempo and tone.
I note the precision of her intonation, the passion in her delivery. It's a different kind of beauty than the first performance – less about introspection, more about virtuosity and impact.
There are moments where her eyes flick towards her, a silent plea for approval, a confident expectation of praise.
Blake maintains a neutral expression, absorbing the performance, allowing the music to speak for itself.
This isn't just about technical skill; it's about the feeling evoked, the story told through the instrument.
As her final notes resonate, there's a sense of triumphant finality. She lowers her violin, her gaze holding Blake for a moment longer, a silent question hanging in the air.
The contrast between the performances is stark, each offering a unique window into the soul of the player.
Maid#2 stops playing the violin.
How was mine one mistress? Maid#2
It was really good- Blake
Really? Maid#2
Yes- Blake
Yes- Other maids
Thanks- Maid#2
Before the echoes of the second maid's spirited performance can fully dissipate.
Maid#2 gives the violin to the Maid#3.
She starts playing it.
There's a quiet stillness about her, a sense of groundedness that immediately sets her apart. Her movements are deliberate, almost ritualistic, as she raises her violin.
The first note she plays is unlike anything Blake has heard. It's not a whisper, nor a bold declaration, but a deep, resonant hum that seems to vibrate from the very core of the instrument.
The tone is rich and warm, imbued with a soulful quality that feels both ancient and deeply personal.
Her style is unhurried, each note given its full weight and space.
There's a profound sense of melody, but it unfolds in an unexpected way, with subtle pauses and shifts in rhythm that create a captivating sense of storytelling.
It feels less like a display of technical prowess and more like an intimate conversation, each phrase a carefully considered thought.
Her uniqueness lies in her ability to evoke a deep emotional resonance with a seemingly effortless touch. There are no dramatic flourishes, no overt attempts to impress. Instead, her playing draws Blake and other maids in with its sincerity and its profound understanding of the music's emotional landscape.
It's as if she's not just playing notes, but channeling emotions and experiences through her instrument.
Blake notices the way she closes her eyes, completely immersed in the sound. Her brow furrows slightly at times, a subtle indication of the deep feeling she's pouring into the music. It's a performance that feels intensely personal, as if she's sharing a part of her inner world.
There's a rawness to her playing, an authenticity that cuts through any sense of competition.
While the others seemed to be playing for Blake, This maid's music feels like it exists for its own sake, a pure expression of her being.
As her melody weaves its way through the room, it creates a different kind of atmosphere – one of quiet contemplation and profound connection.
It's a reminder that music can be more than just skill or entertainment; it can be a deeply moving form of communication, a bridge between souls.
When her final note fades, it leaves behind a sense of peaceful introspection, a lingering warmth that settles in the heart.
Maid#3 stops playing the violin
Her uniqueness lies in her ability to touch the deepest parts of Blake's being with a simple, honest song.
How was my play Mistress? Maid#3
It was really awesome - Blake
Really? Maid#3
Yes- Blake
Yes- Other Maids
Mistress why are there tears in your eyes? Maid#3
It's just that,You guys performances made me feel really emotional for some reason - Blake
Should we stop playing mistress? Maid#1
No, No please continue - Blake
Ok Mistress - Maid#2
Before the echoes of the third maid's spirited performance can fully dissipate.
Maid#3 gives the violin to the Maid#4.
Her presence radiating a quiet confidence. She holds her violin with a familiarity that suggests a lifelong companionship.
As she prepares, there's a sense of anticipation in the room, a curiosity about the final voice in this unique concert.
The moment her bow touches the strings, a cascade of notes erupts, unlike anything heard before. It's a whirlwind of sound, a dazzling display of technical brilliance and sheer exuberance.
Her fingers dance across the fingerboard with lightning speed and flawless precision, executing intricate passages that seem almost impossible.
Her uniqueness lies in her fearless virtuosity. She doesn't just play the music; she attacks it with a playful abandon, pushing the boundaries of what the instrument seems capable of.
There's a theatricality to her performance, a sense that she's thoroughly enjoying the act of creating such a vibrant and complex soundscape.
The music she plays is a fusion of styles, a whirlwind of classical melodies interwoven with unexpected flourishes and improvisational elements.
It's as if she's taking familiar tunes and reinventing them on the spot, injecting them with her own boundless energy and creativity.
Her movements are dynamic and expressive, her entire body engaged in the performance. She sways, she leans, her eyes sparkling with the sheer joy of making music.
It's infectious; her energy fills the room, making it impossible not to be swept up in the sheer exuberance of her playing.
While the other maids each offered a distinct emotional landscape, this performance is pure exhilaration.
It's a celebration of the violin's capabilities, a testament to the power of unbridled passion and skill. There's a sense of playful competition woven into her performance too, a silent challenge thrown down to the memory of those who played before.
As her performance reaches its crescendo, the room vibrates with the intensity of the sound. It's a breathtaking display, a final flourish that leaves a sense of awe and exhilaration in its wake.
When the last note rings out, it's with a definitive flourish, a confident punctuation mark on the series of performances. She lowers her violin with a triumphant smile, her eyes meeting Blake with a clear expectation.
Maid#4 stops playing the violin.
This was a performance to remember. The contrast with the other maids is striking; where they offer intimacy, introspection, and soulfulness.
She offered a dazzling spectacle of pure musical energy.
How was my performance Mistress - Maid#4
It was really great - Blake
Really? Maid#4
Yes- Blake
Yes- Other Maids
Now Mistress tell us whose performance you liked the most?- Maids
Well all of you were the best , I can't choose only one - Blake
Oo- Maids ( With sad voice)
Hearing this Blake understands that they are not very happy with her judgement.
Well each of you offered a uniquely compelling voice but I liked the performance of Rina ( Maid#3) a little more- Blake
Her playing resonated most deeply within
me- Blake
Her music felt like a genuine expression of her soul, and it lingered in the air long after the final note faded- Blake
Sorry if all of you don't agree or If I made you all feel disappointed please forgive me ,As I don't know much about music - Blake
All of them laugh.
I knew you will win Rina- Maid#1
Me too- Maid#4
Yes I knew too- Maid#2
Really??? Maid#2
Yes- Other Maids
What is going on?Blake
Are you guys disappointed by my judgement- Blake
No Mistress, Don't worry you made the right judgement - Maids
Really?? Blake
Yes Mistress we all play the violin just for fun but Rina plays the violin because she loves to play it and her parents were also professional violinist- Maid#1
Really?? Blake
Yes - Maid#3
Well we all knew she will win , we only competed against her because this wasn't a real competition - Maid#4
Really? Wait, What do you mean it wasn't a real competition? Blake
Well mistress, Master had ordered us all to play a music performance for you- Maid#4
He also told us to make it like a competition so - Maid#3
Oo- Blake
Well I don't know what to say ? One time He acts like he doesn't care about me and our babies but then he starts acting like he care about - Blake
Well whatever, I am happy because I got to listen to all of you playing the violin, So I am not really mad - Blake
Really?? Maids
Yes- Blake
Well now you guys will have to teach me to play the violin - Blake
Sure Mistress we all will be super happy to teach you - Maids
Blake smiles
Maids smile.