In the early morning, a bird lazily stretched out its ice-blue wings, allowing the morning breeze to ruffle its proudly vibrant feathers. In truth, she was a Demon who could transform into a bird—not just her, but even that flock of crows that roamed in groups. Having absorbed evil qi for years, they too possessed the ability to take human form. But to conserve energy, they remained in their true shapes. Their black pearl-like eyes curiously peered into the palace at the silver-haired girl seated upon the throne.
She possessed an extraordinary beauty. Sturdy black horns protruded from her head, and vast dragon wings spread behind her, blotting out the sky. Her diamond-shaped scarlet pupils were the source of an overwhelming, oppressive aura… Yet this very girl suddenly let her eyelids droop, propped her head on her hand, and fell fast asleep. Crystal-clear drool trickled from the corner of her mouth—the substance known as dragon drool—dripping onto the opulent black throne.
Her slender legs, clad in white silk stockings, resembled two adorable little snow cones. Even in sleep, she unconsciously pressed them together, lending a touch of cuteness and charm to what should have been the utterly majestic Dragon King. Compared to an overwhelmingly intimidating evil entity, the girl before them seemed soft and yielding, the type who would cry for ages after a single punch.
Some time later—though how much, it was impossible to say—she seemed to be startled awake by the howling wind rattling the windows. The Dragon Girl known as Xuefei had tears welling at the corners of her eyes. She stretched lazily with a yawn, baring her milky-white little tiger teeth—teeth that could devour a hundred steaks—in the open air. Her white-stockinged legs splayed wide…
“Awoo…”
Today was another day brimming with majesty.
Aside from being a little sleepy, that was…
Xuefei had risen early that day, clutching the blankets from her little nest as she clambered up onto the throne…
Because today, Leia was the maid—and she was the Dragon King!
Thanks to the Maid Game, she had this chance to play the Dragon King.
Sitting on the throne felt pretty damn good.
Was it morning already?
Damn, so this was what it felt like to sleep sprawled across a throne. Ever since becoming the Evil Dragon, she had developed an inexplicable obsession with power and treasure. This supreme seat was written straight into Xuefei’s deepest desires. The notion of a simple life with plain food and water had finally become a joke. In the end, she really did prefer luxury after all.
“Xuefei?”
The door suddenly swung open.
In walked a maid beautiful enough to turn heads, her face etched with anxiety. But upon spotting the Dragon Princess on the throne, fussing with her crooked Dark Crown, she let out a sigh, her tone shifting to calm composure.
“Xuefei, why are you here?”
“Hey, good morning, Laer… Well, because… because I kinda like it here?”
“That doesn’t mean you have to skip sleep all night, does it?”
“Just for one day. Of course it’s worth it.”
Xuefei yawned again.
She had finally claimed the throne—a limited-time free trial for one day. It was absolutely worth celebrating. And if this wasn’t her first time? Well, truth be told, it wasn’t. Countless times before, Xuefei had perched on Leia’s lap… Unless the situation demanded perfect propriety, Leia never minded. She would hold Xuefei close like a body pillow, keeping her firmly by her side.
“Really, what am I going to do with you… Careful you don’t catch a chill, little one.”
“No worries, my belly’s still nice and warm~” Xuefei placed a hand on her tummy, where the slight bulge seemed even more pronounced now.
The cute girl flashed a sheepish grin. Even as she mimicked that Evil Dragon, she remained utterly adorable, impossible to view with any distance.
“By the way, how’s Leia doing with her preparations?”
“Lady Leia is already getting ready. Anyway… shall we go have breakfast?”
Unbeknownst to them, it was already seven o’clock—the Dragon Clan’s “foraging” hour, preserved from human routines. It was an indispensable part of daily life…
It was said that certain gods, granted immortality by their grasp on power, warded off mental exhaustion and decay by embracing rituals in these small matters.
“No, no, no…”
Xuefei’s smile turned downright mischievous, enough to make even Laer shudder. Was the little Demon lurking in her heart about to awaken?
Mimicking Leia’s mannerisms, she crossed her legs and touched a finger to her lips.
“Have Leia bring the meal here instead? I’ll eat on the throne~”
“But…”
“That’s an order, Laer.”
Laer shot Xuefei an odd look, but as merely a maid, she could only nod slightly. She left the room, slipping out a quiet sigh.
It seemed she really wanted to be on top for once. Laer had served as a maid for so long that she couldn’t help but wonder…
Could she pull it off?
Although she had promised to lend Xuefei at least a little help this time… if Xuefei took charge of their future life and Leia turned into a dainty little wife…
That kind of scene was truly hard to get used to—no, it was impossible to even picture. How long would it take to wear Leia down into a fragile bottom?
But Laer didn’t care who held the reins, as long as Xuefei and Leia shared an unbreakable bond. That was the one thing she, their maid, hoped to see most of all.
A few minutes later, the door swung open. Xuefei cracked her eyes open eagerly, but to preserve her dignity, she didn’t leap to her feet in excitement. Instead, she watched the slightly petite maid who stepped into the room.
The newcomer was dressed in a full maid outfit, but with long gloves that matched the low-cut neckline, revealing a sinful cleavage that could unsettle any soul. Her fragrant shoulders and graceful back were on full display. The white apron and black underskirt were unmistakably maid attire, yet on her, they carried a uniquely alluring fit.
At 167 centimeters, her height wasn’t especially striking, but her frame was noticeably slimmer and possessed an exquisite beauty.
Perhaps it was the switch from standard white stockings to sheer black ones, or maybe the pair of scarlet Dragon Clan pupils in her eyes, but this young woman exuded an attribute no other maid could match: raw seduction.
Xuefei knew better, though. The figure before her was no maid. She was the sovereign of the Camiran Continent, the one who wielded some unfathomable power to devour the Evil Dragon and even gods themselves—Leia.
Leia toyed with her lips, her mouth curving upward in perfect imitation of a maid’s devoted loyalty… but the flicker of affection in the corner of her eyes was anything but servile. It sparked a fear that this “maid” might overstep her bounds and bully her adorable master.
“Master, good morning.”
Xuefei’s dragon eyes flew wide open.
Leia called me Master? No, no way… This had to be a dream. This was the kind of thing that only happened in dreams, right? It had to be!
In that instant, her eyes spun into twin little whirlpools, her mind plunging into an endless vortex along with her head.
The stark contrast was enough to draw a sigh.
Xuefei pinched her own tail hard, confirming this was no illusion, then shook her head and ventured, “Rei… Leia?”
“Yes, Master. I’m right here.” Leia tilted her head, her gaze, her movements, her tone—all perfectly modulated. She reined in her sovereign aura with effortless control. A faint trace lingered, inevitably, but she was nonetheless a flawless, exemplary maid.
A sudden chill crept down Xuefei’s back. The realization that Leia was now her personal maid turned her joy to dread, her heart hammering wildly.
Had she truly won this Maid Competition?
