I have always wanted to visit London. But I never thought that I would end up there, falling off the stepladder where I climbed to hang the curtains. Not just in London, but in one of its reflections. And away we go. I am a maid, although I hate cleaning with all my heart. Next to me is a real fairy, who is being hunted by Jack the Ripper. And even these two could be survived if it were not for the owner of the estate where I serve. A gentleman of a man. He is mysterious and handsome. And it pisses me off terribly. And how to get out of all this?