Chapter 89
Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince
Chapter 89
Translator: Yonnee
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âYou broke your promise, too.â
I was a little startled with how Albert was rationalizing his actions.
Though he knew that Iâd accepted the skinship heâd initiate with me, he always asked my consent beforehand. Whenever it got to this point, the contract was far from my mind, but he always asked for my permission.
My heart was pounding loudly. As he waited for my answer, itâs like Iâm watching a scene from a movie in slow-motion while I stared at Albertâs adamâs apple move as he exhaled.
I looked up at him and immediately spoke.
âPrince, I did inform you that I did my best in that situation.â
âYour best, you say.â
âI told her that time doesnât account for everything, but itâs still also true that I donât know a lot about Your Highness.â
I could have gone with the flow. If I wanted to keep Albertâs mood up, just as I usually did, I would have just said that I was wrong, did whatever he wanted and just flattered him.
But the barrier between us wasnât just some one-dimensional thing. The fact was that heâs a prince, and Iâm just a maid. With all our differences between us, it would eat up so much effort and emotion that overcoming this would just leave us both exhausted.
Still, I couldnât avoid this forever. Even more so because he continued to think of me as someone special. I wonder if heâs really seeing me for who I was.
After my precious family passed on, I realized just how difficult it was to lose a loved one. Whether it was intentional or voluntary, itâs hard to let go of someone whoâs a significant part of your life.
The more you live amidst society, the more itâs inevitable to become defensive and wary of your surroundings. Itâs natural to weigh the pros and cons every step of the way. Experience was something that could turn a person into a coward.
Albertâs eyes grew wide. The red tinge that filled his irises were like roses that were blooming.
I lowered my head and bowed politely.
âIâm sorry, Prince. I canât smile and brush this off as I usually do.â
âNo.â
I thought that he would agree, but he said no right away. I looked up and saw his eyes curved up into a smiling expression.
As if his disappointment had vanished right then and there.
â¦Why though?
âDonât be sorry. I prefer it this way.â
ââ¦What way?â
âThat youâre expressing your opinions. Thatâs what made me fall for you.â
As if I was a glass sculpture, Albert raised my chin gently with one index finger. Then, he whispered.
âJust as you said, time doesnât account for everything. Thatâs why I felt a little frustrated.â
ââ¦â¦â
âThe fact that you think youâre not the one who knows me best.â
His words were like the sound of the wind that was flowing straight from his heart.
âThe fact that this was enough for my nanny to kick you out without being able to say anything back.â
ââ¦â¦â
âThe fact that you couldnât defend yourself against that, and the fact that you didnât even think to argue back.â
The sigh that he let out after saying was reminiscent of the exhale youâd do while smoking a cigarette. I stared dazedly back at him like this, caught off guard as though I was a criminal who had been arrested.
While his eyes were half-closed, Albertâs lashes fluttered. He gave a helpless smile.
âI already said that Iâd do everything in my power, but look at the state that Iâm in now.â
âItâs my fault.â
âRather than my body being exhausted, itâs my mind thatâs getting impatient.â
I raised both hands to wrap them over his hand which was holding my chin. Despite wrapping over one hand with both of mine, there was still an exposed part in his, and so it looked like he had an entirely different frame.
âI should have stayed. I should have kept my promise, but I made the wrong decision. Your Highness also ordered me to stay. Iâm really sorry. I wonât let this happen again.â
Itâs better to admit that I was wrong. Anyone could make a mistake, but what mattered was how youâd accept them and grow from them.
I looked at him with strengthened resolve, and as he saw this, Albert murmured quietly.
âYouâre like a servant reporting to me.â
ââ¦Thatâs not entirely wrong.â
âEven when Iâm holding you by your chin like this, and while weâre close enough that weâre breathing the same air?â
ââ¦Itâs not something that has happened only once or twice, so Iâm trying to get used to it.â
âWell, itâs not something that you should get used to.â
With a smirk, one hand of his went to the nape of my neck.
âIâm doing this to make your heart beat faster.â
It didnât seem like he was giving me a chance to get awayâhe crossed the distance between us in an instant, yet his approach felt slow in this atmosphere.
Heâs going to kiss me.
His lips brushed near my lower lip. The sensation of that very instant made my entire body tense up. The memories of what we did before made my face burn.
However, Albert stopped there. After that near-touch, the grip on my nape loosened right then. His warm sigh fell over my lips again.
Albert smiled with satisfaction as he watched my face turn into a tomato.
âAfter you made me feel so impatient, you seemed so calm that I felt a bit wronged.â
ââ¦â¦â
âI didnât forget about our contract. Thatâs why Iâm trying to control myself now.â
Like a heat wave despite the spring breeze, Albert said this with a soft tone.
The hand that was holding my neck withdrew, as well as the hand that was holding my chin. His face drew further away.
I blinked as I saw Albert sitting back again against the bedâs headboard.
â¦Oh, he didnât kiss me.