Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince - Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Translator: Yonnee

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The sizzling meat looked so good that my mouth started watering.

Having some leftover meat in one bowl, I handed it over to Blanc.

“I’m hungryyy…”

At the sniffling voice, I narrowed my eyes.

Originally, I was just going to leave him here and go up by myself, but I changed my mind.

I think it’s too dangerous to leave him alone here…?

What if he eats a week’s worth of food?

Even if I knew nothing about dragons, this was the most frightening thing to me.

I live only to eat. What’ll happen if my only joy in this tower disappears?

“…I should just show you to Albert.”

I wanted to get closer to him first, but I changed my mind and just decided to let Albert know about Blanc’s existence.

For Blanc to stay here, Albert needs to know, too.

And he might also know why Blanc isn’t seen as a dragon by other people. He’s the most knowledgeable person I know here.

Yeah, it’s better to get information straight out of Albert’s lips.

I even put Blanc’s meal on the tray.

“Well, I’m going to eat upstairs. If you’d like to eat, please follow me.”

Let’s be like little chicks, okay children? Speaking in a gentle voice as though I was possessed by a kindergarten teacher, I carried the tray. Blanc, who readily nodded, followed behind me.

“Why are you speaking formally? It’s weird. Just speak comfortablyyy.”

“Oh, well then thank you for allowing me. Blanc, shall we go up?”

Blanc seemed to be awkward around people.

Of course, if the chance is presented to me, then I’ll take it.

I accepted his offer quickly. It’s true that it’s kinda awkward to keep speaking formally towards Blanc, who was as small as a cat. And the way he was speaking was like a child.

Maybe it’s because he’s hungry, but Blanc followed me quickly. It really felt like I gained a pet.

We’re going to eat, eat, eat! I went up the stairs excitedly at the thought of having breakfast.

“Your Highness, I brought our food.”

The moment I spoke in a brave voice, the tray was taken from my hands.

Albert was pretty good at taking care of other people. It might be better to say that he knew exactly how to get chummy with others.

I had no idea yet what his intentions were, but at the very least, it didn’t seem like he wanted to kill me.

Albert looked down at me, then spoke in a graceful tone.

“Good job, Rosé. But… what’s that thing clinging to your side?”

As he held the tray, Albert narrowed his eyes. Blanc and Albert had a staring contest right then.

Blanc tilted his head to the side, looking up at Albert as if he was a cat from Shr*k.

With a hand over my heart, I spoke.

“He’s Blanc, a new family member who entered the tower.”

“…Blanc?”

“It’s the name I gave him. Your Highness, don’t you think he’s pretty?”

“I don’t think you’re close enough with that animal to give it a name. How long has it been since you met it?”

Was it just me, or was there a sharp edge to his tone?

Did he really hate the idea of having a pet?

I smiled. I know how to get out of this situation!

“Eyy, we can start getting closer now. Oh, but I have a question—what do you think is next to me?”

And that strategy was to change the subject. I was curious about it anyway.

What would Albert answer?

Would Blanc look like a cat in his eyes, too?

Albert stared at the pitiful-looking Blanc, who was clawing up at the tray he couldn’t reach.

“A fledgling that hasn’t become a dragon yet.”

“Oh, you don’t see a cat?”

Albert’s eyes trembled slightly as I said this. He looked surprised.

“Rosé, you don’t see a cat either?”

“Yes, but when you said he’s not a dragon yet…”

If he’s not a dragon yet, then that means he could become one later, right?

However, Albert’s reaction was strange. If Blanc’s a dragon fledgling, shouldn’t he be well liked and respected by people? But Albert’s tone right now was dismissive of Blanc.

Of course, it’s okay even if Blanc wasn’t a great almighty being. Because Blanc is cute.

If it’s cute, everything can be solved through the power of cuteness.

Meanwhile, Albert seemed to be more interested in what I said, then, he nodded gracefully.

“What do you see?”

“Umm… A white animal. With cute eyes and a tail.”

“That’s strange. Ordinary people should just see a cat.”

“Right, that’s what Blanc said.”

It seemed like ordinary people couldn’t see Blanc’s true form.

But why can I see him like this?

I’m an ordinary person, too. I’m a mere, run-of-the-mill extra who doesn’t have any character buffs.

“There are usually two types of people who can see the true appearance of a dragon fledgling—the first is its contractor, and the second are mages. But you’re neither.”

“…That’s right.”

“It’s strange that you can see its form.”

I’m not his contractor, so then it must be the other case?

“Maybe I gained some power over magic after handling the wand? Maybe that’s why I have the qualities of a mage?”

“This tower is covered with magic… Thirty mages from the magic tower had built it from the ground up, so what you’re saying might be plausible.”

Well, aren’t you an overpowered munchkin to have managed to get out of a tower like this and, at the same time, prepare for a coup. I hereby proclaim thee Sir Great Male Lead.

As expected, this male lead right here isn’t someone to scoff at.

While I was admiring Albert’s skills, I saw him put down the tray and cross his arms.

I could feel it—his mood was souring. A siren rang in my head. Something had offended him.

…What did I do wrong?

With great focus, I stared at Albert. Then, he opened his lips to speak.

“You must really hate being stuck here with me, Rosé.”

…Pardon?