Chapter 29
The Tyrant’s Tranquilizer
âCome in.â
Mrs Enard walked into the room. Amelie felt she had to finish her conversation with her due to Serwinâs previous interruption.
âWouldnât it be natural to send Milena out?â
âMilena, can you get me a glass of warm water?â
âYes, I understand.â
As Milena left the room, Amelie sat in a chair to appear nonchalance. Mrs Enard stood a short distance from Amelie.
âWhat should I say?â
She came as soon as Serwin left, so should that be considered a positive meaning? Amelie swallowed despite her dry mouth.
âItâs about what you said earlier.â
âYes, Mrs Enardâ
âWhat about an embroidered handkerchief as a gift for His Majesty? I think heâll prefer the feel of Miss Amelieâs hand.â
âIs that soâ?â
Do you mean ânoâ? Amelie worked tirelessly to gain access to Mrs Enardâs innermost thoughts.
âIt would be better because using the gift His Majesty has given adds to the meaning of repaying. Iâll do my best to keep the cost of purchasing gold or silver coins within the total of the items.â
ââ¦..!â
Amelie clenched her fist firmly.
âGood! Mrs Enard has said yes!â
The pointless comments had almost overwhelmed her, but what matters is that Mrs Enard accepted her offer.
âIs there anything else you need?â Mrs Enard asked.
âDidnât Milena tell me to check it out?â
Things would go wrong if she took Amelieâs words literally that she was only exchanging money for the sake of a gift.
As Milena suggested, Amelie decided to take another look at Mrs Enard.
âItâs okay. I just want to rest quietly. Would you please leave?â
Amelie gave the opposite order to what Serwin gave her. If she obeyed her orders, she would have accepted her offer.
Moreover, she was only good at financial gain, so if she had grasped her intentions, she would have followed her orders.
Milena had predicted everything. Milena, despite her squirrel-cute appearance, was a clever and quick-witted girl. She claimed that because she was recognized for her talent, she was able to penetrate Serwinâs attention even at such a young age.
âIâm not sure why itâs so complicated, but I have to believe it because itâs Milenaâs words.â
Amelie just did as she was told and waited for Mrs Enardâs reply. Mrs Enard just looked at Amelie without answering. The brief silence of a few seconds felt breathtaking. And at one point Mrs Enard opened her mouth.
âYes, Miss Amelie. Then Iâll go out.â
Mrs Enard bowed her head gently. Is it really working? Amelie checked one more time in a dazed mood.
âWhat about the other maids?â
âIâll be at the door, so if you need anything, you can call me.â
âOkay.â
âThen, please rest comfortably.â
Mrs Enard exited the room with a bow. The bedroom door shut quietly, and the room was silent. The quiet room, devoid of any quiet shuffling or breathing sounds, felt strange.
Amelie cast a glance around her.
There were no eyes on Amelie, finally. In the bedroom, there was nothing but herself.
Finally, for the first time since arriving at the palace, she was left alone. It was a time to herself that she had hoped for a lot.
âItâs a success.â
Others may not have noticed, but it was Amelieâs first taste of freedom since entering the palace. Milenaâs assistance was a welcome change.
She canât believe she got Mrs Enardâs help, who was just picking on Amelie in the original. She wonât die like the original if she does it like this, will she?
Amelieâs fist was clenched. She shuddered from head to toe.
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âItâs perfect.â
Amelie had some alone time in her room before dinner. It was short but satisfying in comparison to the wait. She never imagined sheâd be so free, with no one watching her no matter what she did! She didnât mind that her skirt was rolled up and back on the sofa. She followed the steps while reading a magic book, and when it became boring, she opened her brown bag to see if the herbs were safe.
Amelie took a bath after dinner. Milena moved in closer to help her take a bath. Milena turned on the water while Amelie soaked in the tub. The sound of water overflowing in the bathtub echoed a little.
âIâm going to serve you today. Itâs fine for you to speak freely.â
âIs that so?â
Amelie looked back to see who was there. The maids were standing near the wall, so if they were whispering, they could easily gossip.
âWhat about Charlotte?â
Mrs Enard was so busy that she didnât follow her bath except for the first few days. But Charlotteâs absence came as a surprise because she was always with Milena.
âI said Iâd take care of this, and I told Charlotte to clean up the powder room.â
âDidnât she find it strange?â
âCharlotte doesnât like to help in the bath, her hands hurt when she massages. She went to the powder room because itâs a simple thing to do with her hands.â
âI see.â
Milena put a soft bubbly soap on Amelieâs shoulder. And she massaged her shoulders and back and neck evenly using soap bubbles. The reason why they donât use fragrances was because they were worried that other scents would mix to reduce the effect of Amelieâs stabilizing on Serwin.
She explained to the maids that âSerwin didnât like it,â and their expressions and reactions were still clear at that time. Women of similar or older age looked at each other with crab red cheeks, but she was embarrassed too and missed the right time to explain. It was too late to regret that she should have made another excuse up later. After that, they never used fragrant oil in her bath.
âYou did an excellent job today!â
Milena said with a cheerful smile. Amelieâs fingers wriggled in embarrassment.
âI just said what Milena had planned. Itâs all thanks to Milena. I honestly didnât think Mrs Enard would help.â
âI told you to trust me. Are you going to believe me now?â
âYes!â
Milena grinned triumphantly, sticking out her chest. As Amelie laughed with her, she suddenly had a question.
âBy the way, why does Mrs Enard want money like that? I donât think she was destitute enough to violate Serwinâs orders.â
âOh, thatâs a story that everyone knowsââ
Milena began to tell the story of Mrs Enard.
âMrs. Enard has a daughter, who has a disease, so it seems that the price of the medicine is incredibly expensive.â
âAh.â
Amelie let out a sigh. There was no medical insurance in this world. So if there is a sick person in the family, the house crumbles.
âBut Mrs Enardâs salary would be high.â
âWe donât know exactly what kind of disease it is. So they must be struggling no matter how much they earn because they bring doctors from afar to buy and feed her precious medicines. Itâs a tough life.â
âWhat about Mrs Enardâs family?â
âHer husband died of an epidemic a long time ago. But since his wife works in the Imperial Palace, both families take care of her, but itâs not even close.â
âI see. She must be having a hard time, too.â
Amelieâs heart sank. Mrs Enard was a competent maid who kept the palace in check. Standing in a straight position with her hands together all the time, she didnât know she was suffering from such hardships. Thatâs how skillful Mrs Enard is at hiding herself.
Milena added coolly, rather than agreeing with Amelieâs expression.
âBecause of that poor story, Mrs Enard will sell Amelie someday. So, donât pity her.â
âThatâs true, butââ
Still, a mother who does anything for her child. She knew Mrs Enard wasnât a good person, but her heart was shaken.
âI wish there was a way to helpââ
âThatâs true. If Mrs Enard is on Amelieâs side, youâll be free to walk through this palace.â
Countless people are employed in the imperial palace every day, and quit and go out. A person who worked for a long time, like Mrs Enard, was influential.
âIf Mrs Enard is risking her life for money because of her sick child, why donât I cure her childâs illness?â
âIâve thought about that, but you canât. Itâs too dangerous.â
A witchâs magic pill had an amazing effect, so Milena initially thought of using it to treat Mrs Enardâs child. But since Amelie could not go out of the palace, she needed Mrs Enardâs help to meet the child, and she was in danger of being identified. There was no guarantee that Mrs Enard would continue to keep her secret if she revealed herself as a witch, even if she helped her daughter.
âSheâs a woman who does anything for her own sake.â
âBut the purpose is the childâs health, soââ
âWhat about after the child gets better? Doesnât she want to give her jewelry and gold tableware?â
Amelie was at a loss for words. Milenaâs opinion was reasonable.
âIf you could make a magic potion other than that wouldnât it be better to make a medicine for Miss Amelie?â
Milena smiled brightly and changed the subject.
âI still had a magic potion I wanted to make.â
âWhat kind of magic is it?â
âFlying! The broom I was riding on is broken and I need something new!â
âOh, does a witch really ride on a broom?!â
Milena was astounded. When she saw her exaggerated look, Amelie burst into laughter.
âLetâs listen to Milena. I have to pay attention to the situation.â
But a corner of her mind continued to feel uncomfortable.
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Serwin entered the conference room, and familiar faces bowed. Serwin was so sick and tired of this sight he was beyond words. The step toward the Emperorâs seat was heavier than ever.
âYouâre probably out by now, arenât you?â
Serwin fell into a terrifyingly different train of thought as he sat for the meeting to begin. Her crouched back didnât leave his head.
âNo matter how much you clean, it must be an unclean environment under thereâ¦â
âWhat if she catch a cold?â
Serwin thought and clicked his tongue. Did she hate to see him so much that she would choose to crawl into such a place?
While Serwin was lost in thought, there was silence in the meeting.
âY-Your Majesty?â
âOh, go on. Iâm listening.â
The meeting resumed, but everyone was busy keeping an eye on Serwin.
âA rabbitâs hind paws are stronger than I thought.â
When her soft feet struck his hand, his head instantly turned white and he couldnât do anything.
âWhat the hell is going on?â
He began to wonder why Amelie rejected him. In fact, the answer was obvious.