Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince - Chapter 255

Chapter 255

Translator: Yonnee

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“It’s really delicious…”

Jung-in expressed her happiness while eating the tender meat stewed in the braised kimchi’s broth.

Her ceaseless maneuvering of the fork indicated she truly enjoyed the food.

‘I’m glad I brought Seo Ina early.’

It had been quite some time since Albert had brought Seo Ina.

He had already heard about a chef who made food similar to what Jung-in used to prepare through Liam.

The certainty, or perhaps madness, of finding Jung-in always had a place in his heart.

Thus, Albert had started preparing for her return.

He expanded the palace to accommodate their life together and summoned the people she desired.

The astute ones were sent to Jung-in’s lands to maximize profits. All earnings went to her.

To ensure she could buy whatever she wanted.

‘…Though traveling is out of the question.’

His inability to tolerate her traveling with Blanc remained the same.

Albert, with his eyes narrowed, placed more meat in front of Jung-in, who chatted away beside him.

“Eat a lot. You’re too frail.”

Too frail indeed.

If she fell asleep early, what was he supposed to do? Dealing with his remaining desires was always a task left unfinished.

Jung-in, who had been watching him with pursed lips, huffed and nodded.

She seemed to understand his implication immediately.

Her quick wit was one of the things he loved about her. She understood his intentions without needing to be told.

“We should eat together.”

Jung-in placed some meat on his plate too.

Even if it were poison, he would consume it if she offered. Albert picked up his fork with an inwardly frivolous thought.

The meat, seasoned with spicy sauce, was surprisingly not bad.

It was less spicy than the food Jung-in used to make, making it easier to eat.

‘It’s been a while since I’ve had such a meal.’

He hadn’t cared much about eating while she was gone.

So a meal like today’s was also a rarity for him, spicy dishes included.

Though he had brought Seo Ina into the palace and treated her well, he hadn’t actually met her or eaten her food before.

The meal continued relatively harmoniously.

Jung-in was answering Mercy’s curious questions about whether she had truly become a dragon’s contractor.

“So, Sister, you must know magic circles I can’t even draw…”

Mercy genuinely admired Jung-in’s magical power, knowing the trials she had undergone.

More relaxed in front of Jung-in now, Mercy joked about how tough it had been helping Albert.

Their conversation with Mercy lengthened, a rare occurrence.

The food was tasty but somehow lacking. It wasn’t made by Jung-in, and watching her pay attention to others dampened his appetite.

Realizing he was sufficiently full, Albert put down his fork and rested his chin in his hand.

‘Ah, I dislike this.’

Wasn’t she talking too long with someone other than him?

The desire to dismiss everyone right then surged within him.

His mind blocked out all surrounding noise, focusing solely on Jung-in’s voice.

What could be a reasonable excuse?

Methodically sorting out the events outside, Albert noticed Jung-in poking his shoulder and turned his head.

“What is it?”

His partner’s slightest movements were endearing to him.

“Albert, how about you also talk with Liam or Schubert?”

“If it’s conversation you’re talking about, we exchange that daily through documents, and it’s not as if I haven’t seen them in nearly a year. Why, do I seem like I need something?”

Albert knew well why Jung-in had brought up the conversation. During the meal, he hadn’t spoken to any of his subjects around him, only keeping his eyes transfixed on Jung-in.

His gaze had been fixed, never moving. It was natural for Jung-in to have felt the weight of his stare.

But Albert deliberately chose to feign ignorance.

Jung-in muttered softly with an embarrassed face.

“Everyone wants to talk to you, Albert, but they’re all looking at me because you’re only staring at me. It’s a bit awkward.”

As he slightly turned his head to engage in the conversation, Jung-in’s hair slipped forward over her forehead.

Albert brushed her hair back behind her ear and murmured,

“That’s a bit difficult.”

“Right? So, about the staring—”

Albert’s eyes softened as he interrupted her.

“You should only have eyes for me.”

Jung-in’s face flushed with surprise at his words.

Did he realize that every time she reacted like this, it only tempted him to tease her more?