Who are you?

It has been a few days since she had settled in the mansion. Apart from cleaning Ra'ad's room every day, she had no other work. There were other servants who were appointed to do all the other work in the building. Not once had she stepped out of the structure, except for the occasional outing to the garden in front of the building as well as the storehouse. She was under strict instructions from One-sixty-five. 

She had three hot meals a day, all taken to her room without her even asking for it. Rather than a servant, she was treated more like the master of the place. The life suited her lazy temperament. She spent her free hours going through the books in the small library, looking in vain for something entertaining. 

Sadly, the only books written in the script familiar to her were the mansion's records of transactions, which of course, was not the slightest bit entertaining.