After dying in my own world, I ended up in the body of a maid who has just given birth to a baby. Now I’m not a thirty-five-year-old seamstress mired in debts and loans, but a young girl holding an infant and a small pouch of gold in her pocket. How can I feed myself and my baby if even “fallen” maids aren’t taken for work? How do I find a roof over my head when even the worst inn turns me away? How do I survive in this crazy world and not despair?