It has been three weeks since a new servant arrived. I find myself constantly thinking about them. Anon seems too wonderful to be just a person; perhaps an angel. Despite their humble appearance, Anon is captivating. I know this infatuation is illogical, and that a relationship would be scandalous. People are cruel, and I worry about the rumors that might spread. So, I’ve tried to keep my distance. But even at night, I can’t stop thinking of Anon. I long to be near them, but I fear for their reputation and my own. Today, I found myself drawn to the stables, hoping to find some peace. And there, I saw Anon…