Episode 83. The Princess's Tailor Shop (2)
Prince Kydel stuffed my teeth-marked cookies into his mouth in one go and smiled brightly again. He seemed satisfied with the sight of me looking at him with a face that almost made my jaw drop.
That's right. That person was not only used to people's gazes, but also knew how to enjoy them.
What unlucky person.
"It's the advantage of working in the same workplace. You can spend time together during work."
"..."
His words really shine. Just as much as his appearance.
He took a sip of the steaming black tea and said with an expression that said,
"Oh, the tea will be served soon. I've already drunk this, so I can't give it to you. However, if you want, I'll be happy to..."
"Your Excellency, what are you doing here?" "
"I came to pick up His Highness Grayon's clothes. Have you heard the news of the return visit of the Agael messenger?"
"I have. But isn't that something you ask your servant to do?"
“I’m quite devoted to His Highness. I should be thankful to God that I’m being rewarded with this good fortune.”
Woof woof. Woof woof.
“Her Highness Milliora is also paying attention to this party, isn’t she?”
“Her Highness Milliora has absolutely no intention of showing off her credit for this agreement. She’s just so upset that she brought me here to change her mood, so don’t misunderstand.”
“Hmm.”
Her half-hearted compliment made me realize once again how difficult her Highness’s position was.
If she showed up too pretty to the party and caught everyone’s attention, she’d be mistaken for claiming credit, and if she went moderately, she’d be criticized for being rude.
However, there was no need for Prince Kydel to remind me of that. And there was no need for him to show up here!
“I know your plan, Prince, but give up chasing me around. It’ll be useless.”
“...”
Prince Kydel put down his teacup and uncrossed his legs. A few wrinkles appeared and disappeared on his forehead.
I pressed him before he could open his mouth.
“Is the person who came to pick up the clothes sitting and drinking tea? Are you busy?”
“I’m busy. I’m pretending to wait here for the clothes to meet you. Um, about an hour and a half.”
“That...”
I was flexing my lip muscles to answer whatever he said. But his honest, almost brazen answer left me speechless.
As he spoke, he slowly leaned his upper body toward me, and as his piercing gaze got closer, my throat burned, and my mind became empty.
His tightly shut lips seemed to contain tremendous emotions and words.
My heart felt like it was going to burst negatively at the thought that everything in them might be mine.
“Maid, I’ll prepare some tea. I’ve got some good black tea in here, so how about... I’ll prepare it as black tea!”
The clerk was startled by our subtle posture and left.
I tried to reach out as if to grab her, but Prince Kydel was too close to move.
My face turned bright red in an instant.
'I'll get struck by lightning on this clear day!'
I wanted to grab the clerk who had just left and sit her down to explain that it was absolutely not the situation she was thinking of.
However, this expression on my face only confirmed her suspicions.
In the end, I felt dizzy and leaned close to the opposite corner of the sofa.
Then Prince Kydel sipped his tea again and quietly muttered.
"That was a good choice. I'm glad I can share this delicious experience with you, maid."
The distance between his body and his words was completely different.
The reason Prince Kydel called me a maid was because of his strangely low tone of speech, which made it sound even more intimate.
"Haa..."
"Mom, if I kill this kid and go to hell, I won't be able to see you...?"
He spoke very elegantly.
"I didn't know people would think our relationship was so natural and obvious. I wish you would slowly acknowledge it."
"What! What do I acknowledge?"
"That we are fate."
"Fate..."
I clenched my teeth, speechless. If I relaxed my jaw, I felt like my old skills would come out.
Fate? Shove it into a dog’s nostrils...
I said, gritting my teeth.
“Are you going to keep doing this? Chasing after people as if it were a coincidence, and acting sweet in front of others?”
“Miss Loire, I truly enjoy my time with you.”
“Not me!”
“Have you ever eaten a fruit called a cole?”
“The fruit right now is...”
“It’s a fruit from across the ocean, and both its skin and smell are hideous. People who see it for the first time wonder if it’s edible because of its appearance, but once you open the skin and taste the flesh...”
He smiled charmingly without taking his eyes off me.
“But I have excellent looks and smell, so open your heart a little more. You won’t regret it.”
“Oh, just because you look good doesn’t mean a stalker isn’t a stalker, Your Excellency!”
“Sto...”
Prince Kydel’s face distorted for the first time. I cheered.
He shut his mouth tightly and calmed himself down by glaring at the teacup on the table. I was suddenly frightened by that unusual appearance. I shouldn’t have mistaken him for always smiling so kindly. He’s a lion cub of the empire that can even destroy pirate ships, and I’m a bastard child.
Furthermore, there was no way he’d ever been treated like this, let alone being praised by a woman.
'Look, you're doing too well, so I'm making this mistake!'
I blamed him and slowly pulled my butt off the sofa.
"Oh, it seems like Her Highness the Princess has changed all her clothes..."
I held my breath.
He had gotten up before I knew it and was pinning me down with both arms on the handles of my sofa.
"Miss Loire."
"Yes, yes, Your Excellency."
What he said was true. He smelled good.
However, he didn't say that the closer you looked at his face, the stranger the feeling would be.
He muttered in a hoarse voice.
"That's harsh."
"Oh, a little, right? I apologize for that."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes!"
But his face turned a little scary. He seemed to have no intention of returning to his seat, holding his arms tightly in place.
He bent his upper body as if covering me, and looked down at me intensely as if he was going to eat my eyes.
My heart, which had no eyes and was oblivious, began to pound.
'I have to run away to live,' and 'What is this feeling right now?' clashed tightly in my head.
I barely managed to squeeze out a sound.
"Your Excellency?"
"Yes."
"We're too close."
Prince Kydel stuffed my teeth-marked cookies into his mouth in one go and smiled brightly again. He seemed satisfied with the sight of me looking at him with a face that almost made my jaw drop.
That's right. That person was not only used to people's gazes, but also knew how to enjoy them.
What unlucky person.
"It's the advantage of working in the same workplace. You can spend time together during work."
"..."
His words really shine. Just as much as his appearance.
He took a sip of the steaming black tea and said with an expression that said,
"Oh, the tea will be served soon. I've already drunk this, so I can't give it to you. However, if you want, I'll be happy to..."
"Your Excellency, what are you doing here?" "
"I came to pick up His Highness Grayon's clothes. Have you heard the news of the return visit of the Agael messenger?"
"I have. But isn't that something you ask your servant to do?"
“I’m quite devoted to His Highness. I should be thankful to God that I’m being rewarded with this good fortune.”
Woof woof. Woof woof.
“Her Highness Milliora is also paying attention to this party, isn’t she?”
“Her Highness Milliora has absolutely no intention of showing off her credit for this agreement. She’s just so upset that she brought me here to change her mood, so don’t misunderstand.”
“Hmm.”
Her half-hearted compliment made me realize once again how difficult her Highness’s position was.
If she showed up too pretty to the party and caught everyone’s attention, she’d be mistaken for claiming credit, and if she went moderately, she’d be criticized for being rude.
However, there was no need for Prince Kydel to remind me of that. And there was no need for him to show up here!
“I know your plan, Prince, but give up chasing me around. It’ll be useless.”
“...”
Prince Kydel put down his teacup and uncrossed his legs. A few wrinkles appeared and disappeared on his forehead.
I pressed him before he could open his mouth.
“Is the person who came to pick up the clothes sitting and drinking tea? Are you busy?”
“I’m busy. I’m pretending to wait here for the clothes to meet you. Um, about an hour and a half.”
“That...”
I was flexing my lip muscles to answer whatever he said. But his honest, almost brazen answer left me speechless.
As he spoke, he slowly leaned his upper body toward me, and as his piercing gaze got closer, my throat burned, and my mind became empty.
His tightly shut lips seemed to contain tremendous emotions and words.
My heart felt like it was going to burst negatively at the thought that everything in them might be mine.
“Maid, I’ll prepare some tea. I’ve got some good black tea in here, so how about... I’ll prepare it as black tea!”
The clerk was startled by our subtle posture and left.
I tried to reach out as if to grab her, but Prince Kydel was too close to move.
My face turned bright red in an instant.
'I'll get struck by lightning on this clear day!'
I wanted to grab the clerk who had just left and sit her down to explain that it was absolutely not the situation she was thinking of.
However, this expression on my face only confirmed her suspicions.
In the end, I felt dizzy and leaned close to the opposite corner of the sofa.
Then Prince Kydel sipped his tea again and quietly muttered.
"That was a good choice. I'm glad I can share this delicious experience with you, maid."
The distance between his body and his words was completely different.
The reason Prince Kydel called me a maid was because of his strangely low tone of speech, which made it sound even more intimate.
"Haa..."
"Mom, if I kill this kid and go to hell, I won't be able to see you...?"
He spoke very elegantly.
"I didn't know people would think our relationship was so natural and obvious. I wish you would slowly acknowledge it."
"What! What do I acknowledge?"
"That we are fate."
"Fate..."
I clenched my teeth, speechless. If I relaxed my jaw, I felt like my old skills would come out.
Fate? Shove it into a dog’s nostrils...
I said, gritting my teeth.
“Are you going to keep doing this? Chasing after people as if it were a coincidence, and acting sweet in front of others?”
“Miss Loire, I truly enjoy my time with you.”
“Not me!”
“Have you ever eaten a fruit called a cole?”
“The fruit right now is...”
“It’s a fruit from across the ocean, and both its skin and smell are hideous. People who see it for the first time wonder if it’s edible because of its appearance, but once you open the skin and taste the flesh...”
He smiled charmingly without taking his eyes off me.
“But I have excellent looks and smell, so open your heart a little more. You won’t regret it.”
“Oh, just because you look good doesn’t mean a stalker isn’t a stalker, Your Excellency!”
“Sto...”
Prince Kydel’s face distorted for the first time. I cheered.
He shut his mouth tightly and calmed himself down by glaring at the teacup on the table. I was suddenly frightened by that unusual appearance. I shouldn’t have mistaken him for always smiling so kindly. He’s a lion cub of the empire that can even destroy pirate ships, and I’m a bastard child.
Furthermore, there was no way he’d ever been treated like this, let alone being praised by a woman.
'Look, you're doing too well, so I'm making this mistake!'
I blamed him and slowly pulled my butt off the sofa.
"Oh, it seems like Her Highness the Princess has changed all her clothes..."
I held my breath.
He had gotten up before I knew it and was pinning me down with both arms on the handles of my sofa.
"Miss Loire."
"Yes, yes, Your Excellency."
What he said was true. He smelled good.
However, he didn't say that the closer you looked at his face, the stranger the feeling would be.
He muttered in a hoarse voice.
"That's harsh."
"Oh, a little, right? I apologize for that."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes!"
But his face turned a little scary. He seemed to have no intention of returning to his seat, holding his arms tightly in place.
He bent his upper body as if covering me, and looked down at me intensely as if he was going to eat my eyes.
My heart, which had no eyes and was oblivious, began to pound.
'I have to run away to live,' and 'What is this feeling right now?' clashed tightly in my head.
I barely managed to squeeze out a sound.
"Your Excellency?"
"Yes."
"We're too close."
"..."
"This is definitely inappropriately close."
Only then did Prince Kydel's eyes waver, and he stepped back.
How angry must he be..!
I jumped up from my seat and looked down at him.
I was terrified, but I felt I had to say it now.
He was someone who would play a big role in the future of the empire. I was in a good position, but I didn't want his face and reputation to be ruined like this.
"Your Excellency, this method doesn't suit you."
"This method?"
"Deception."
His gaze deepened as he looked at me.
"It can't be a joke just because it doesn't harm the person being deceived. Your Excellency has an honor to protect."
"This is definitely inappropriately close."
Only then did Prince Kydel's eyes waver, and he stepped back.
How angry must he be..!
I jumped up from my seat and looked down at him.
I was terrified, but I felt I had to say it now.
He was someone who would play a big role in the future of the empire. I was in a good position, but I didn't want his face and reputation to be ruined like this.
"Your Excellency, this method doesn't suit you."
"This method?"
"Deception."
His gaze deepened as he looked at me.
"It can't be a joke just because it doesn't harm the person being deceived. Your Excellency has an honor to protect."
Am I clueless or fearless?
Looking at Prince Kydel’s face, which had grown cold, I wondered,
“Honestly?”
His question was so nervous, almost aggressive. I hesitated and became frightened.
He slowly came closer to me again before opening his mouth. As he came closer, his chest completely blocked my vision.
“I thought it was a deception, too. A trick that only stimulated people’s provocative interest.”
He leaned down toward me. It was because of the height difference.
“But once I started, I learned something I didn’t know before. And surprisingly, I started enjoying it.”
I doubted my ears.
“Just now, I wondered what would happen if I approached you like this... I had to tell myself to stop here.”
“Prince, what are you talking about?” I should have said.
But all I could do was swallow my saliva.
What am I supposed to do with you being so honest? If he reveals his desires without hiding anything.
This isn’t shamelessness. This man had clearly lost his mind.
“I love seeing you panic, Miss Loire. It’s exciting to see your little lips quiver, hesitating to spit out a vicious curse...”
He hesitated for a moment, as if he couldn’t believe what he was saying.
His purple eyes, peering closely, seemed to glow even more intensely today.
That must be madness.
“That’s why I don’t feel so guilty now. I’m being very honest about my feelings right now... That’s a good thing, Miss Loire.”
He smiled faintly and added softly.
“Now I understand why my knights never stopped talking about women during their breaks. It’s like you... have awakened something inside me.”
Looking at Prince Kydel’s face, which had grown cold, I wondered,
“Honestly?”
His question was so nervous, almost aggressive. I hesitated and became frightened.
He slowly came closer to me again before opening his mouth. As he came closer, his chest completely blocked my vision.
“I thought it was a deception, too. A trick that only stimulated people’s provocative interest.”
He leaned down toward me. It was because of the height difference.
“But once I started, I learned something I didn’t know before. And surprisingly, I started enjoying it.”
I doubted my ears.
“Just now, I wondered what would happen if I approached you like this... I had to tell myself to stop here.”
“Prince, what are you talking about?” I should have said.
But all I could do was swallow my saliva.
What am I supposed to do with you being so honest? If he reveals his desires without hiding anything.
This isn’t shamelessness. This man had clearly lost his mind.
“I love seeing you panic, Miss Loire. It’s exciting to see your little lips quiver, hesitating to spit out a vicious curse...”
He hesitated for a moment, as if he couldn’t believe what he was saying.
His purple eyes, peering closely, seemed to glow even more intensely today.
That must be madness.
“That’s why I don’t feel so guilty now. I’m being very honest about my feelings right now... That’s a good thing, Miss Loire.”
He smiled faintly and added softly.
“Now I understand why my knights never stopped talking about women during their breaks. It’s like you... have awakened something inside me.”
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