Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince - Chapter 38

Chapter 38

Translator: Yonnee

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Apart from being ignored though, there was another problem.

It’s cold.

I was wearing spring clothes, but the place we teleported to was an instant transition to winter, in the middle of a blizzard.

I literally felt like I was going to freeze to death.

However, in a situation where the other people beside her were discussing another person’s life at stake, I couldn’t just say, ‘I’m cold~’ so I just held it in.

“Please put this on, Your Highness.”

While talking, Baron Bergen gave Albert a thick fur coat that a soldier had been holding onto until now.

I hugged Blanc even tighter. Blanc at least gave me a little warmth.

With a miserable expression, I looked longingly at Albert’s fur coat, then I turned away. But as I did, I was surprised when our eyes met.

“Baron Bergen, I know we’d need to talk further, but there’s someone waiting next to me. I’ll introduce you.”

Albert went in front of me and placed the fur coat on me.

“Rosé, you must be cold.”

As he opened the coat himself, there was a languid look in his eyes even as he looked like a sculpted statue.

“Actually, I’m surprised that you’re being unusually quiet.”

His voice was as warm as spring. At Albert’s consideration, I remained silent, though I was inwardly happy.

“So I wondered if you were alright in the cold like me… You stayed still like this even though your lips have turned blue.”

This should be considered cheating.

Seeing him worry about me like this made my heart skip a beat.

Albert had his back towards Baron Bergen and his soldiers, so I was completely obscured from their view because of Albert’s wide frame.

Then, he whispered so quietly that only the two of us could hear.

“If you need anything, tell me right away. Don’t endure by yourself.”

Dazedly, I nodded.

Albert turned away and looked back at Baron Bergen once more.

“Say hello. This is Rosé Artius. She lives with me in the tower…”

Albert trailed off for a moment. He seemed to be thinking of how to introduce me.

“And she’s a loyal vassal.”

He didn’t necessarily call me a maid.

At that, Baron Bergen looked at me with a confused face.

“The one who lives in the same tower…”

Baron Bergen seemed to know who I was.

In fact, Baron Bergen didn’t say anything even though it was evident that this was strange to him.

Albert and the baron’s eyes met. Something unsaid between them came and went. Soon, Baron Bergen bowed his head and greeted me.

Though as he bowed his head, his eyebrows were twitching.

“I apologize. I couldn’t even greet you properly because I was preoccupied with the Duke’s condition.”

“No, it’s okay, I’m…”

He’s saying sorry! I didn’t think this was something that a baron should be obliged to say to a maid.

What if this is another death flag?!

This was a misunderstanding that happened because Albert didn’t properly say my status. As if contemplating how to resolve this, Albert opened his lips to speak.

“Baron. Let’s head inside.”

But he naturally postponed the conversation.

“I understand. Let me guide you there.”

And so the conversation between me and the baron was cut off, and the chance to explain myself disappeared. I went into the castle with Albert, Blanc still in my arms.

Albert was walking next to me, keeping pace with my steps. Just as when we were walking through the starry sky earlier.

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As we went further inside, I constantly got surprised by the complex structure that was like a maze. I was guided to a guest room while Albert was led straight to Duke Masen.

Albert asked if I’d like to go with him, but I refused right away. I was tired of having to feel those countless gazes following me.

Perhaps he read my mind. Albert just said that he’d visit me later instead of urging me to come with him.

“We’ll go back tomorrow, so prepare for that.”

It hadn’t been long since we came out, but he was already talking about going back.

After arriving at the guest room, I realized it yet again.

“Wow…”

Indeed. The tower was much too narrow for me and Albert.

This was just a guest room in a Duke’s estate, so it would be a whole different league when it came to the palace. It’s obvious that Albert used to live in a place much bigger than this.

As someone who lived in a place that big yet suddenly thrown into a place like a studio apartment, Albert’s anger in the novel was valid. He must have felt how unfair it was to be trapped in such a small space.

I should respect Albert’s private life more in the future. I recalled and reflected on the time I watched him exercise or work. Prince, I’ve sinned gravely.

Knock, knock.

Someone was outside the door. With a gulp, I answered the door.

“…Baron Bergen?”

Before me was Baron Schubert Bergen, who had left earlier with Albert.

He was much taller than me. But rather than imposing, he felt more like a younger brother who grew up well. His soft appearance was completely different from Albert’s countenance.

Albert had a smoldering, languid allure, while the baron had the appearance of a warm-hearted guy. Although he’d yet to grow into his features, I just knew that this guy would make countless women cry in the future.

And right now, his expression was like a one eighty degree turn compared to how he was looking at Albert earlier. With a scowl on his face, it was obvious that he didn’t like me. He was on guard against me.

Of course, his actions were understandable. If I were in his shoes, I’d have reacted the same way.

Maybe he came here to threaten me, but I looked up to meet his gaze anyway.

“…I don’t know what the hell kind of enchantment you used on His Highness, but it won’t work on me. Give me the antidote.”

Yup. I’m right.