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"What the..." Henry blinked hard but when he understood that he was in some yard, he wided his eyes in surprise and looked around. The last thing he remembered was stealing an artifact from a museum in London and suddenly finding himself in a yard. He looked down and wided his eyes more - he was holding a tray of dishes in his hands! He let go of it out of shock, the tray fell down and the dishes broke.

"What is going on?!" he screamed and then froze. His voice was different - female, very girlish! Strange weight on the chest made him look at it. "I-I'm a fucking chick?! W-what's going on?!" with disbelief he touched his chest with his hand, feeling two soft round balls under the maid uniform, and he squealed out of panic.

"Miss Leona! Watch your language!" Henry suddenly heard the male voice.

A butler dressed in black and white uniform stood nearby and watched him in disappointment. The man was older, perhaps in his sixties, his hair and moustache was greyish. "How dare you to drop a tray full of dishes!"

"W-who are you and w-what do you want from me?!" Henry backed off and tried to run away but the butler grabbed his wrist and held him strongly. "Let me go!"

"It was the last warning, Leona! Don't forget who is your employer here! If I have to punish you again, you'll spend another two months without getting paid!"

"L-leona?" Henry looked around. He noticed that he was standing in a yard near some huge manor. A carriage stood near the manor's gate. He wided his eyes - "wait a second, this is some Victorian England! W-why I'm here?!" he said in confusion hated his new squeaky voice. "W-who are you?"

"You have lost your mind, miss Leona? It's me, Mr. Miller, your butler!" the man looked at the broken dishes and frowned. "Well, go clean up this mess and after this do the laundry, now!"

Henry watched the man in disbelief "I-I-I... W-w-whaaa...." he said in fear noticing how everything was getting dark фnd then fainted.

"Leona!" Mr. Miller exclaimed in shock. "Don't make a scene!" he sighed looking at maid fainted near the broken dishes. "Great, she lost her mind! I must tell Lord Wentworth about it" he frowned. "Guards! Take this madwoman to her room and keep an eye on her"

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