lady's attendant

A lady’s Attendant is always supposed to have a pleasant expression, but I can’t seem to keep a grimace from my face.

I swear—under my breath because a lady’s Attendant never curses aloud—and brace myself for impact.

How they rate will determine their rankings, and those rankings will one day make the difference between eking out a living on one of the mayor’s cleanup crews or an assignment as a lady’s Attendant, offering protection and companionship while living the good life.

Here she is, following the rules for years, working toward nothing more than being some lady’s Attendant, and the powers that be decide she’s too pretty for such drudgery and ship her out west.

“A lady’s Attendant is not there just to protect her from the restless dead. She also protects my virtue and my reputation, Sheriff.”