The scent of roses, lilies, chrysanthemums, and various other flowers filled the fresh morning air in Maple City, North Amta, as the Flower family’s shop opened for the day. The shop, located on the corner of Maple Street 1, had its bright floral display attracting the attention of city residents and passersby.

The Flower family had owned and managed this charming store for generations, winning a place in the community’s heart with their kindness and impeccable service.

Rita Flower, the youngest member of the Flower family, was busy in the shop, her energy infectious. Her brown hair was tied back in a loose braid, and her golden-brown eyes sparkled with excitement as she arranged the latest batch of flowers her father, Eddie Flower, had brought in from their garden.

“Rita, darling, don’t forget to water the orchids. They look a bit dry,” called her mother, Joan Flower, from behind the counter.

“Alright, Mom!” Rita replied cheerfully. She picked up a watering can and moved toward the orchids, humming a soft tune. Her older brother, Gilbert, was outside, chatting with customers and helping them choose the perfect bouquet.

As Rita tended to the flowers, the bell above the door chimed, signaling the arrival of Benjamin Spencer, her best friend. Benjamin was a tall, well-built young man with a mischievous smile and a twinkle in his eyes. He had been a constant presence in Rita’s life, their friendship a testament to years of shared adventures and secrets.

“Good morning, Ben!” Rita greeted him with a wide smile.

“Good morning, Rita. I have some news that might interest you,” Benjamin said, his grin widening.

Rita’s curiosity was piqued. “What news?”

“I heard from a reliable source that the Richfield royal family in Central Amta is looking for a new assistant. They’re holding interviews starting today,” Benjamin revealed.

Rita’s eyes widened in shock. The Richfield royal family was famous throughout Amta for their wealth and influence. The thought of working in such an esteemed household seemed like a dream—one she had never dared to entertain.

“Me? An assistant at the royal palace?” Rita asked, her voice trembling with excitement and uncertainty.

“Why not? You’re hardworking, honest, and everyone likes you. Plus, it could be a great opportunity for you,” Benjamin encouraged.

Rita glanced toward her parents, who had overheard the conversation. Her mother smiled warmly, while her father nodded in agreement.

“Go for it, Rita. You deserve this opportunity,” said Eddie, pride evident in his voice. With her family’s support and Benjamin’s encouragement, Rita decided to take the leap. She quickly finished her tasks at the shop, changed into her best dress, and set off for Central Amta with Benjamin by her side.

The journey to Central Amta took an hour by taxi. The ride was filled with nervous excitement. As they approached the grand gates of Richfield Palace, Rita’s heart pounded. The palace was an architectural marvel, its towering structure reaching towards the sky, surrounded by lush gardens and shimmering ponds.

They were greeted by a guard who directed them to the palace entrance. Inside, the atmosphere was bustling with activity as assistants and servants carried out their duties. Rita and Benjamin were led to a waiting room where several other hopeful applicants had gathered.

Before long, it was Rita’s turn for the interview. She was escorted into a spacious room adorned with elegant carpets and expensive furniture. Seated behind a grand mahogany desk were the head housekeeper, Lorena Sanchez, and the head butler, Jeremy Down.

“Good morning, Miss Flower. Please have a seat,” Lorena said, her tone is professional yet kind.

Rita took a deep breath and sat down, her hands clasped tightly in her lap.

“Tell us a little about yourself, Rita,” Jeremy requested.

Rita spoke about her life in North Amta, her family’s flower shop, and her passion for helping others. She shared her dedication to hard work and her eagerness to learn. Throughout the interview, Lorena and Jeremy exchanged glances, clearly impressed by Rita’s sincerity and enthusiasm.

After what felt like an eternity, Lorena offered a warm smile. “Thank you, Rita. We will be in touch soon.”

Rita left the room, her heart still racing. When she reunited with Benjamin in the courtyard, she couldn’t help but feel a mixture of anticipation and anxiety.

“How did it go?” Benjamin asked, his tone curious.

“I don’t know, Ben. I’m not sure,” Rita admitted nervously.

“Just have faith, Rita. You did your best,” Benjamin reassured her.

They headed back home in a taxi. Despite Benjamin’s attempts to comfort her, Rita couldn’t shake off her nerves.

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A few days later, back in North Amta, Rita received a letter bearing the royal seal. Her hands trembled as she opened it, her family and Benjamin watching with hopeful eyes.

"Dear Miss Flower,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been selected for the position of assistant at the Richfield royal palace. Your dedication and charming personality have left a lasting impression on us. We look forward to welcoming you into our service.

Sincerely,

Lorena Sanchez, Head Housekeeper"

Tears of joy welled up in Rita’s eyes as she read the letter aloud. Her family enveloped her in a group hug, their pride and happiness evident.

“Congratulations, Rita! I knew you’d get it!” Benjamin said proudly.

With a mix of excitement and nervousness, Rita prepared for her new journey. Little did she know, this opportunity would change her life in ways she had never imagined.

As she packed her belongings and bid farewell, Rita felt a growing sense of hope and adventure within her. She was ready to step into the unknown, her heart filled with dreams of the future yet to unfold.

And so, Rita Flower, the beloved girl from the flower shop, embarked on her new life at the Richfield royal palace, unaware of the challenges and surprises that awaited her.

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