Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince - Chapter 268
Chapter 268
Translator: Yonnee
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“…Stress should indeed be dealt with by spending money.”
Perhaps due to her strong desire to relieve stress, the grip with which she pulled me up was quite powerful.
“White Dragon. You stand up too.”
“…Me, too?”
Blanc, who was leisurely enjoying the tea party with me, also stood up bewilderedly.
“How can such a handsome person keep wearing the same clothes every day? Not changing your outfit daily is a crime. Against whom? My eyes.”
Where did her sincere smile go, turning instead to deliver such lines?
It’s been a long time since Mercy and I had a one-on-one conversation.
It wasn’t easy to discern whether her change was permanent or temporary.
Pondering over this, I cautiously asked.
“…Mercy, are you alright now?”
At my question, Mercy, who had been smiling, suddenly stopped and seriously replied.
“I’ll be honest with you. I think I’ve gone half-mad from being too stressed with work.”
Knowing whose fault that was made me solemn. Mercy, it’s all my fault…
With her fists clenched, Mercy spoke as if about to declare her life’s ambitions.
“So, today, I’m going to spend an astronomical amount that will shock even His Majesty. Alright, Blue Dragon sitting there, let’s go.”
Alexander, who had been wedged into the tea party, seemed intrigued.
“…Doing what?”
“Shopping. Schubert, come out too.”
Mercy snapped her fingers. Her tone was much more casual with him.
I knew they were close, but this level of teasing was something new.
However, the surroundings were quiet. Schubert must have been quite shocked, as I could almost feel it from here.
He was on a secret mission assigned by Albert to look after me, and Mercy had just exposed him.
Since Mercy already did so, I couldn’t pretend to be unaware anymore.
I thought it would pass, but Mercy spoke up again.
“Ugh, just come out quickly. Unlike you, who is almost on a vacation, I’m—”
“Ah, seriously!”
Eventually, Schubert flung open the window.
“Hey, I was also on duty!”
“Yeah right. This is part of the job?”
“Stop with the nonsense. Lady Jung-in, this is…”
Schubert retorted with a cold gaze before he tried to explain the situation to me.
“No, it’s fine.”
“Pardon?”
“Let’s just go along with Mercy’s plan for today.”
I had successfully roped Schubert in as part of my agreement to help Mercy.
It was my way of aiding her in her small act of revenge against Albert, who must have been a dreadful boss to her.
It seemed she was keen on gathering as many people as possible to spend money. Though a few people splurging would hardly dent the imperial treasury…
“Exactly. Today is on His Majesty,” I declared.
Feeling guilty for contributing to Mercy’s increased workload by wanting to see Rosé, I resolved to comply with whatever Mercy had planned for today.
Thus began our shopping spree.
* * *
Our first destination was Crowell’s shop.
Contrary to our impulsive exit, Mercy announced that she had rented out Crowell’s shop for the entire day as she alighted from the carriage.
I followed her out of the vehicle.
‘Oh… this is…’
I experienced a sense of déjà vu upon seeing the crowd gathered in front of Crowell’s shop.
“That’s the person. The legendary dragon contractor who saved His Majesty’s life!”
“Look at that white hair. So mystical…”
Apparently, Albert had laid out quite a few breadcrumbs for me aside from how he had handled Rosé’s reputation when I was still her.
The people’s gazes on me were unusual.
And what was this about a contractor saving Albert’s life?
I was certain there was no one in this world who could pose a threat to Albert’s life.
The way he humbled himself to elevate me was so typical of Albert yet absurd at the same time.
Anyway, it seemed the fact that I was a dragon’s contractor had spread widely.
The people hesitated in their gazes, mixed with admiration and respect.
A complete turnaround from when I was Rosé Artius.
I remained the same person with the same personality and temperament as before.
Really. When a person’s abilities and position is made clear, the change that follows is just so significant.
…Rosé Artius probably found the old gaze more familiar. Realizing this made me feel conflicted.
No, I shouldn’t try to empathize with her.
Resolutely shaking my head, I quickly followed after Mercy.
“And the people around her? It must be a visual feast every day…”
In the meantime, I keep overhearing the bystanders’ ongoing chatter.
The people around me, huh? Glancing back, I caught the gazes of Blanc and Alexander walking side by side.
Blanc’s silver hair fluttered softly, and Alexander’s blue hair rippled like waves.
If Blanc was warm sunlight, then Alexander was a refreshing sea breeze.
An exclamation of admiration naturally escaped me. Just seeing their faces was a joy, not just them but…
“Damn, why am I even here…”
Schubert muttered, following behind. It’s the same for him as well, honestly.
I had to admit, their comments were spot on.
Albert and Blanc, then Alexander, Mercy, Liam, and even Schubert… Every day, my eyes indulged in an unparalleled luxury.
Being among beautiful people is always exciting and thrilling.
Beauty is just like that.
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