She had her Master's breakfast done and on a tray. She wore her hair up in curls in a ponytail and she wore her maids outfit just like she was suppose too everyday. She carried the tray in her hands and went upstairs. She walked down the hall and into her Master's bedroom. She set the tray down on his night stand and bent over her Master's sleeping body. "Good Morning Master." Willow says to him softly yet in a sweet voice.