Chapter 124
Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince
Chapter 124
Translator: Yonnee
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Albertâs hand shook my shoulder.
âRosé, wake up.â
I rubbed my clouded eyes. The sky outside was much drearier than I expected it would be. Itâs raining.
âItâs time for the soldiers to come. Go down and get ready.â
âAh, yes, of course.â
Itâs the day of the week when the soldiers were scheduled to give us our food supplies at the door. What have they brought this time? I jumped out of bed.
âPrince, youâre up early.â
ââ¦Because of a certain someone, I was up almost all night long.â
There was a wide smile on his lips as he said this, but why did it feel like his words were filled with thorns. Iâm the only other person here, but you fell asleep before I did, so why are you blaming me? Thatâs unfair.
Albert picked up a letter that was placed on the desk. Seeing as how heâs wearing a different set of clothes now, too, he must have woken up a while back.
Then, I saw his sword next to the deskâseems like he had already finished his morning training as well. The luxurious sword suited Albert very much.
Brushing his hair with his fingers, Albert handed me the letter.
âHere, the report.â
âWhoa, it almost slipped my mind⦠Thank you for this.â
Albert even wrote a report that I should have crammed. But then I felt a bit mutinous against the prince. Feeling a bit odd, I turned the letter in my hands.
I recalled Rosteratuâs words.
âPrince, thank you for writing the reports for me all this time⦠But may I ask, what on earth have you been writing?â
âYou read the one sent before?â
âNo, I heard about it from Rosteratuâhe was very loud. At the banquet.
âAhh, I donât know what he said, but I can imagine.â
Albert replied shamelessly.
âItâs just as you heard. I tried my best, so it seems my efforts were fruitful.â
âIs the report this time the same, too?â
I asked with a serious tone.
âNo, I raised the bar higher this time.â
ââ¦Huh?â
I was overcome with the urge to open the letter and read it right here, right now. Albert stroked his chin and narrowed his eyes.
âItâs the last opportunity to make the king drop his guard.â
ââ¦I see.â
âWould you also like to flesh out todayâs story? It might even be better if we say that Iâm sick.â
âI shall heed Your Highnessâ orders.â
At his low voice, I also became serious. It felt a bit more real that weâre fighting against Rosteratu now.
âOh, and you can read that report if you want to.â
Albertâs tone had a hint of laughter. In the midst of it all, he was still trying to tease me.
âNo, Iâm good.â
I firmly turned down the suggestion. I already knew that my face would just turn bright red if I were to read this. I donât want to give Albert another opening just so he could tease me.
Heâs definitely teasing me a lot more these days. Of course, itâs only natural that Iâd get flustered by his words and actions.
âYou may do as you please.â
Seeing my reaction, Albert smirked. I couldnât read whatâs on his mind. But at least, he didnât look as angry as he did yesterday.
Was he feeling excited at the thought of finally destroying Rosteratu? As I thought about it, I also decided to make potato soup for breakfast.
âThen, Iâll also prepare our breakfast, Prince!â
Going down to the kitchen, I saw Blanc sleeping on the kitchen counter. And right next to the table was a book that Blanc seemed to have read before he slept.
âDragons and Contractors
Contentedly looking at the cover of the book, I picked it up, dusted it off and placed it next to Blanc. Now, itâs time to start making our meal.
As I found myself in this kitchen for the first time in a long while, my fighting spirit soared. I must cook something that Albert will like!
Bang, bang! Someone was knocking on the door. With an unperturbed expression, I walked closer to the door.
âYes, itâs Rosé.â
âI heard you were sick for a week⦠Report your status!â
This voice was owned by neither of the two misters, Bob and John, who usually delivered our food supplies. It seemed like someone else had replaced them.
Maybe the people on the other side werenât soldiers at all. I couldnât see their faces.
It seemed like an aristocrat had come under Rosteratuâs orders to check on Albertâs condition.
âI was so ill that I couldnât even move properly. Of course, I also couldnât cook properly either. I apologize.â
ââ¦What is the condition of the Prince?â
Without even having to lick my lips, I spat out lies.
âThe Prince is so very sick that he couldnât even get out of bed right now. How can I satisfy my desires like this!â
Haha! Like a villainess, I laughed with all the wickedness I could muster. No one would have guessed that it was Albert himself who wrote this report earlier.
I needed to act as best as I could to make Rosteratu continue underestimating Albert.
I knew well enough itâs my fault that the coup was being moved up. Thatâs why I had to do my part at least so that this coup would be successful.
The man outside the door asked enticingly.
âIs he in a lot of pain?â
âYes, sir. A whole lot.â
Hearing about Albertâs misfortune delighted the man. The stupidity of those guys on the other side was hilarious to me.
But thereâs something else that mattered to me at this moment.
âThen, this weekâs foodâ¦â
âMake do with what you already have. No food delivery this week.â
âI beg your pardon?â
âThen, weâll be off.â
Since theyâre all set to slash Albertâs throat, they seemed to think that any food that would pass through it would just be a waste. After hearing what they wanted to hear, they all disappeared just like that.
âNo, but, people have to eatâ¦â
These evil scoundrels. How can I live without food?! Do you even know how important meals are to Koreans!
Right then, gruuumble. My stomach let out a meandering sound.