Chapter 160
Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince
Chapter 160
Translator: Yonnee
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It was my first time going out to town. As I got into the carriage, Mercy gave me a hat.
âPeople are very interested in His Majesty and the other leading figures of the uprising, so itâs better that you use that.â
âTheyâre interested in me, too?â
âHis Majesty is advocating for you so extensively. Honestly, it would be more difficult to find people who donât know you.â
I had absolutely no idea because I never went out of the palace, but it seemed like my name was already known.
Rosé Artius.
The utterly loyal individual who was the only one with him inside the tower. And, itâs rumored that the place where she and Albert stayed was exceptionally brutal.
After that, Rosé participated in the rebellion and made great contributions, for which she was rewarded with a jump in statusâfrom a maid to a noblewomanâand right now, she was a loyal subject who Albert favored very much.
And she was a powerful mage⦠or so the story went.
Honestly, I couldnât help but think that Mercy was exaggerating. I was a woman, and Albert was a man.
But even so, I was a maid, and Albert was the king who was ruling over this country. Itâs impossible for me to be accepted just purely based on the reason that I had received his favor.
Mercy watched my reaction, and itâs as if she could read my thoughts perfectly.
âOver there, can you see the people following after the carriage?â
Mercy pointed to the back of our carriage.
As I turned my head, I looked out the back window to see people waving.
And they were all beaming.
âAfter His Majesty stabilized the power balance inside the palace, the first thing he did was to distribute food. That was proof enough that Rosteratu had been deceiving his people.â
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âAnd whenever His Majesty goes out to meet the public, he always mentions that itâs all thanks to you that he managed to leave the tower. Itâs only natural that the public sentiment towards you is bound to be positive.â
Every single move was planned meticulously, just like how the electricity spell had been. Seeing the knowing smile on Mercyâs lips, I realized again just how considerate Albert was of me.
He was aware of how much I was bothered about rumors, and so he was handling them well.
What kind of gift could I give to a man who was as thoughtful as him? It had to be something he would like.
After all, I knew just how beautiful Albert was whenever he smiled sincerely.
With how thoughtful he was, and with how lovely his voice was as he would call my name.
He likes how I call his name. He likes potato soup, and he likes reading books at a spot beneath the shade in an otherwise sunny room.
But there were so many things about him that I didnât know just yet. Whatâs his favorite color? What kind of music does he like best?
Maybe Mercy knows? Sheâs known Albert far longer than I have, so she might know that side of him.
âAbout the Prince, I mean, about His Majesty. Would you happen to know what he likes?â
âHuh?â
Mercyâs eyes grew wide, then she shook her head.
âI donât know. Honestly, I think you know him better than I do.â
âNo way. Youâve known him much longer than I have. We canât ignore the time youâve spent knowing each other.â
âItâs been a long time, sure, but I only know as far as His Majestyâs face. Really, I still feel awkward seeing him smile. Itâs probably the same with the Duke and Schubert, too.â
I donât think I could believe that even Schubert was the same. Heâs the one who seems to know Albert more than anyone else.
Facing me, Mercy raised one hand and drew a line in the air.
âHis Majesty isnât the kind of person whoâll reveal his feelings to just anyone. He looks like heâs open to people, but there are always walls around him.â
ââ¦â¦â
âYouâre the one who opened his heart. The walls around His Majesty that no one during his entire life had been able to break down.â
Mercy sneaked right in front of me and asked.
âHow in the world did you do that?â
ââ¦Nothing, I just acted normally.â
I was flustered. I really didnât do anything.
But as she heard my response, Mercy hummed and crossed her arms in front of her.
âWell, youâre the only one who knows the answer.â
ââ¦â¦â
âThen, shall we get off?â
I alighted the carriage with Mercy. We arrived in front of a large three-story building, and there, a woman was waiting for us.
As soon as the elegantly dressed woman saw us, she bowed politely and took my hand in both of hers.
Her gaze as she looked at me was overwhelmingly sparkly.
âHello, Lady Rosé Artius. I am Crowell, a designer from this boutique. Itâs truly an honor to meet you!â
Her enthusiastic greeting was entirely sincere, not a hint of dishonesty anywhere.
With a perplexed expression in my face as my hand was in her grasp, I noticed that other people were starting to surround the carriage.
More and more people started staring at me, them with their dresses and their hair up. Their curious gazes stung more than I expected.
It seemed as if a majority was looking at me unfamiliarly, but⦠I felt conflicted.
Honestly, itâs as if Iâve become a zoo animal thatâs being gawked at.
âThat personâ¦â
âYes, that personâ¦â
Even if they hid their lips or faces behind folding fans or parasols, they were still talking loudly enough to hear. Umm, maybe this is a high society thing?
I still have one more month until Iâd have to deal with this in earnest. It crossed my mind that maybe I should start getting acquainted with them, but can I do well?
After living in seclusion for so long, I forgot how stressful human relationships are.
Albert himself was a complicated man, but it wasnât all that hard to match his tune.
But itâs not like all the people in the world were the same. Now that Iâm here, I recalled the many kinds of people I met at work before.
Researching how Iâll survive being Blancâs contractor is already a headache enoughâ¦
Reality seemed to be catching up to me little by little.
Okay. Iâve made up my mind.
Itâs something Iâd have to go through later anyway, so letâs just take it easy. The stress of being the center of rumors was one of the reasons why I wanted to distance myself from Albert, butâ¦
Well, if itâs too hard, I know that I can just ask Albert for help.
But I donât want to rely entirely on Albert.
So, I smiled at them.
Thereâs a saying that goes like this: You canât spit on a smiling face.
Itâs important to make an unquestionable first impression.