about where I had seen her before. It didnât take long to figure it out. She was the woman who had asked me to bring her iced tea on the day Becky forgot my meal and went to the kitchen. Therid had called her a princess for sure.
Among the sisters Ashley and Riott, who were said to be blindingly beautiful and inherited the power of the Elves, it was clear that Riott stood out.
âWhy is such a precious lineage here?â
I furrowed my brow, not expecting to encounter her on this busy street. Thankfully, the princess seemed unaware of my identity.
âIt was a good idea to wear a hat back then.â
I cautiously observed her. The dress was adorned with jewels, meticulously crafted earrings, and shoes with a diamond the size of a fistâeverything was dazzling, but none of it overshadowed her exquisite features.
In contrast, my attire was plain and shabby. I quickly glanced at my clothes and thought,
âShe must think Iâm just a commoner.â
It would have been better to greet her and pass by. As I stepped aside and lowered my head, the princess, Riott, approached me confidently.
âAre you Siara?â
ââ¦Yes?â
âSeeing you with Hierian, it seems you must be Siara.â
Does she know Hierian? I was puzzled, but I couldnât raise my head to examine her face. As I was no longer a noble, it would be impolite to look at the face of a noble.
What would be a suitable answer, one that would be obedient yet not go against my principles?
While I was contemplating, she firmly grabbed my chin. Her sharp and pointed fingernail pricked the skin below my chin, causing pain. When I frowned, she retracted her fingernail that was poking under my chin. Adding an insincere apology was just an extra touch.
âAh, sorry. Are my nails a bit longer?â
However, she didnât release her grip on my face. She examined my face for a while and then murmured as if sighing.
ââ¦Like a doll. His Majesty would surely like it.â
His Majesty? Could she be talking about Dianel? Why does he like me?
Without thinking, I glanced at Riott. Then Riott fixed her gaze on me and spoke.
âYour eyes, like blue leaves, seem as if youâre looking at a forest.â
ââ¦â
âYour skin is as fair as a babyâs. Do you use any special cosmetics?â
âUh, wellâ¦â
âWhy are your lips red when you havenât applied anything?â
Riott lightly touched my lips with her thumb. Perhaps because I was doing something pathetic, it became less uncomfortable to look into her eyes. Riott also didnât seem to care much. After staring at each other for a while, Riott asked.
âIn your opinion, how do I look?â
ââ¦Youâre beautiful.â
âDo you think so too?â
In an instant, Riott blushed, turning her cheeks red. Her pure white cheeks transformed into a vibrant rose.
She seemed to be aware of her charm and brought her hand to her cheek, whispering.
âTo be honest, I fell in love with you after seeing you in the crystal. But I feel even better now that you said Iâm beautiful.â
Then she pouted.
âWhat did I just witness?â
I was so bewildered that I couldnât even speak. However, Riott whispered to me in a dreamy voice, not realizing what the problem was.
âIt was worth putting Hierian to sleep. I planned it when I was going out. I brought the sedative that was originally intended for Dianel, butâ¦â
Then she smiled brightly. Even though I discovered several landmines in the sentence I just heard, she didnât seem to realize what the problem was.
I caught an unusual scent from Riott.
âI need to wake up Hierian quickly.â
No matter how powerful the sleeping potion was, I was confident I could neutralize it. As I reached out towards Hierian, Riott hugged me tightly. At the same time, someone covered my nose and mouth with a handkerchief. The handkerchief smelled bitter, like grapefruit.
âSleeping pill.â
The moment I caught the scentâs identity, I lost consciousness. Just before losing consciousness, I heard Riottâs voice.
âSorry, I wanted to use something weaker on you⦠But since youâre a healer, I had no choice.â
As her whispering voice faded, I lost consciousness.
* * *
My head throbbed as if it was about to split.
âUgh.â
When I opened my eyes, two faces were looking at me. One was Riott, who had kidnapped me, and the other was Ashley, with her reddish hair. They both wore matching outfits and stared at me intently.
Behind the sisters, there were men dressed in black uniforms, standing like a wall. And I was sitting on a chair with my arms tightly bound. The silk ropes that bound me were comfortable enough not to cause any pain.
âWhat on earth is happening?â
I twisted my body in confusion and unease. Then the sisters spoke up.
âSheâs awake.â
âSheâs awake.â
They chuckled darkly. They were more terrifying than the protagonist of a thriller I had seen. I swallowed nervously and asked.
ââ¦Why are you doing this?â
Then Ashley murmured to herself.
âYour voice is beautiful.â
âI want to preserve it, sister.â
âBut then we wonât be able to hear her voice.â
âCanât we record it on an image stone?â
What is this nonsense? I never expected to meet people who were even more deranged than the three protagonists. Feeling awkward, I let out a forced laugh. As Ashley watched me intently, she asked me.
âHow do you take care of your skin?â
ââ¦What?â
âI tried removing my makeup. I had a bare face, but how is your skin better than mine when I wear makeup?â
Then she approached me and gently stroked my cheeks several times. Her delicate touch was as if she was caressing precious velvet. Caught off guard by the situation, I hesitated to speak, and she opened her eyes wide and said.
âIf you donât tell me honestly, Iâll torture you all night. You know that staying up late damages the skin, right?â
Riott added a comment.
âI wonât let you take milk baths or showers. Do you know it causes skin troubles?â
âI would be upset if I had pimples after taking such good care of my skin. Donât keep it a secret, let us know too.â
I was bewildered by the unusual situation, but I had a rough idea of what was going on.
âThey seem curious about why my skin is good.â
The reason was simple. I was a healer. I inherited the power of the Elven race, known to be the strongest among the fairies. In other words, just by breathing, my body regenerated itself.
This also applied to the skin. So, even if I spent a long time under the sun, my skin wouldnât burn, and any scratches or bruises would disappear without a trace. Thatâs why my skin looked good.
âBut I never expected them to be curious about it.â
Since it wasnât a secret technique, I had nothing to say. But the sisters seemed to think that I was hiding a tremendous secret.
They were eagerly waiting for something to be said, and I came up with a clever idea while pondering. It was about making money.
âThatâs right! Why didnât I think of this?â
I sparkled with excitement and said to them.
âDo you want to improve your skin?â
Both of them nodded simultaneously. Without hesitation, they each revealed their concerns.
For a while, I listened to their skin concerns with sincerity and empathy.
They ranged from having a darker forehead due to excessive roaming in a resort, to improper care resulting in scars, to the skin easily getting irritated from daily makeup. I attentively listened to their endless worries and accidentally let slip a remark.
âBoth of you know that my power is healing, right?â
Both sisters nodded vigorously. Seizing the opportunity, I whispered as if sharing a secret.
âThis is a secret, butâ¦â
âWhat is it?â
âWhy are you hesitating to speak?â
âOh, this⦠Itâs a trade secret.â
As soon as I sealed my lips, the sisters hurriedly urged me to speak. Only then did I extend my bound hands in front of them.
âFirst, please untie this.â
âWell, how can I trust you?â
âAre you trying to escape?â
âThere are knights everywhere. How can I plan to escape?â
ââ¦Well, thatâs true.â
The sisters faced each other and then proceeded to untie my hands.
âAt least my hands are free now.â
Now it was time to gain their trust. These sisters were overflowing with money, so it was clear that they would be a lucrative source. I clapped my hands together and let out a wicked laugh.
âIf you receive my healing, not only can I heal wounds, but I can also give you baby-like skin. So, who would like to be treated first?â
At that moment, Ashley eagerly raised her hand and exclaimed.
âMe! I need to get rid of the scars on my cheeks.â
âScars?â
âLook at this. Iâve been covering it up every morning. You have no idea how much of a struggle it is.â
ââ¦Isnât it just a small blemish from a pimple?â
âTo me, itâs a significant scar! Look closely!â
It was barely noticeable, but Ashleyâs expression was serious.
âHow much have you been pampered?â
But even that was all about money. I smirked and nodded my head.
âI can treat it for you, no problem. Oh, and the compensationâ¦â
âIâll take care of it so you wonât feel disappointed. How about a gold bar?â
âA gold bar?â
Giving a gold bar just to remove a small scar? My facial muscles twitched in disbelief. Before I could interpret it, Riott lightly tapped Ashleyâs shoulder.
âSister, thereâs no way it would be that cheap.â
ââ¦Ah, is that so? Then, how about two?â
âTwo, twoâ¦!â
âNot enough? Then Iâll give you three!â
My mouth hung open. I didnât even think about negotiating and just blindly nodded my head. I wondered how much money the three gold bars were.
I bit my cheeks to hold back the laughter and reached out my hand to touch Ashleyâs cheek. As Ashley flinched and trembled, her eyes rolled around like a restless deer. There was anxiety in her large, gentle eyes. Maybe she was genuinely worried, as she made a not-so-threatening threat while her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.
âIf something goes wrong, youâll regret it for the rest of your life.â
âDonât worryââ
I had even repaired broken ribs. Would I not be able to restore a small scar? I poured power into her scar.