Dining Hall - End of Breakfast<br/><br/>Terri couldn't help herself from staring as Nanael stripped herself across the table.  She was haunted by jealous thoughts of such a curvy and attractive body.  Still, disregarding uniform codes was akin to mutiny against the mistress! Just what had gotten in to these girls today? Terri tried to think of a method of persuasion, but the situation just had her too confused and embarrassed to think properly.<br/><br/>Terri opened her mouth, but then stopped with a soft sigh.  Rethinking her words.<br/><br/>"Miss Nanael.  I want you to be comfortable amidst the castle.  I want for all of us maids to be comfortable here together.  We share our lives under the same roof, after all. If you feel more comfortable.. like that...  and if it helps our fellow maid Rydia feel more comfortable, then...  I cannot say anything against it, that is the mistresses place, after all."<br/><br/>Terri slowly stood from her seat, carefully patting her white uniform as she did so.  She started to collect the used dishes from the morning meal upon her cart.  It had dawned on her, finally, that it was just another crazy day.  No matter what happened that morning, there was plenty of work to be done in the castle and in the end, the maid's garments didn't matter outside of the mistresses perceptions.  After collecting all the silver and plates, she moved back to the kitchen washpots to carefully clean the cutlery for the next meal.<br/><br/><br/>