Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince - Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Translator: Yonnee

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I let out a prolonged exhale.

There’s nothing wrong with Albert.

There’s a reason why he’s the main character. There’s no way he’d die in a place like this.

However, as I was watching him being sick like this in front of me, I couldn’t help but be anxious.

“Here, Rosé.”

Albert managed to drink the water and now he was handing me back the cup.

Taking that cup from him, I was lost in thought again.

What can I do?

There’s no medicine here.

And I can’t ask anyone to bring some in.

There’s nothing I can do.

I never felt more frustrated about the fact that we’re trapped here more than I am now.

“You don’t have to do anything, Rosé.”

Albert smiled faintly as he felt my restlessness.

“I’ll be fine after three days of this.”

“Not just one day but three?!”

Oh my god! That’s too long! Anyone who’s sick knows that time goes by too slow at a time like this, and it’s terrible just to hear that it’ll last for three days.

Albert looked at me with a calm expression. He was quiet, compared to me while I was making a fuss. At this moment, I was confused about who it really was that’s sick, me or him.

Though he was sweating profusely, Albert maintained his regal aura. That was amazing in itself.

As I wiped the sweat off his forehead again, Albert whispered.

“It’s the price to pay. This much is a light penalty.”

He could read me like an open book, seeing as how he was comforting me.

I told you not to say you’re fine when you’re not, but you’re repeating the same thing again.

“How can this be a light penalty? Your Highness is someone who doesn’t even want to show that you’re sick, but you’re like this now.”

“It’s been a while since I went out, and Liam’s condition was worse than I thought. I’m like this now because I could endure well enough.”

“…Are you bragging about yourself?”

Just how great Albert was—the heavens know this and the earth knows this as well. But that’s not important right now.

Rising from my seat, I quickly wracked my head and thought of what I could do for Albert.

Albert sighed heavily and said,

“I think I need to change my clothes.”

With his short hair sticking to his cheeks like this, as I peered at his bare face, I could even see his natural beauty shining through.

I can’t believe I’m thinking about something like this towards a sick person.

With my lips pursed, I quickly moved.

“I’ll get a change of clothes right away!”

It was true that Albert was soaked in cold sweat.

Opening a drawer, I took out one of Albert’s shirts. The rather rough texture was completely different from what the clothes I received in the guest room earlier. And I also recalled the coats and outerwear that Schubert and Liam were wearing.

The fabrics they were wearing looked to be fancy and of good quality.

…That’s also what Albert’s used to.

Strangely, I felt guilty. As I was clutching the well-folded shirt in my hands, I bit my lower lip.

No. It was Rosé who did that, not me. I shouldn’t overlap myself with Rosé to that extent.

Shaking my head, I turned back and gave the shirt to Albert.

He squinted and looked alternately between the folded shirt and the sweat covered shirt clinging to him.

“…Help me.”

“Pardon?”

“I’m asking you to help me change, Rosé.”

No no, it’s not like I didn’t understand that part…

Smirking, Albert had whispered in a languid tone. This wet look of his seemed awfully dangerous. To the point that I gulped dryly without even realizing it.

The moment he handed back the shirt to me, his finger grazed mine for a moment and left. The instantaneous contact made me nervous.

“Haven’t you seen my body many times before?”

Yeah, sure, I’ve seen the prince’s body before, but… isn’t this a bit different…?

I wanted to say no. It was too much to look at him and touch his bare skin at the same time.

Right then, I decided to refuse, so I opened my lips to speak quickly.

“Your Highness, I…”

But then I saw it.

His hands, trembling because of his high fever.

…I can’t be shy here. There’s something that needs to be done.

Albert is a patient.

He’s a patient lying in bed because he couldn’t even control his own body properly.

Albert wasn’t his usual self right now.

Mumbling as though brainwashing myself, I nodded. Then, I asked with a grim face.

“How should I help you?”

As if he was waiting for it, Albert sat up against the headboard.

He tried to unclasp the buttons of his shirt, but soon, this left him exasperated. He sighed and said,

“Unbutton my shirt first.”

Albert only said his first request, but why was my face heating up? This was just the start, the first request, but… why does it feel like I’ve dug my own grave?

But there’s nowhere to run now. I answered resolutely with all my willpower.

“Yes.”

After gulping once, I reached out to the first button around the collar of his shirt. Just under this button, this shirt, his bare skin was about to touch mine.

My finger lightly grazed Albert’s adam’s apple, but it was only for an instant.

Albert raised his head.

I was too flustered to meet his gaze.

At this, I was solely focused on just the buttons. And with my intense gaze on them, I was worried that the buttons might wear out.