Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince - Chapter 62

Chapter 62

Translator: Yonnee

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Since we have to eat and I’ll have to go down to the kitchen eventually, it would be better for me to go there. It’s perfect, too, since I can get some water right away to keep myself hydrated. After struggling through the throbbing in my head, I stood up and heaved in a deep breath.

“I’ll go to the kitchen.”

However.

“Preposterous.”

Albert ignored my words once more and gingerly grabbed my wrist. With no strength left in me, he pulled me into his arms. I could feel how strong Albert was.

“Lean on me.”

He gently pressed my head against his chest, which was as hard as stone. He felt a little cool, so it’s like my headache was going away.

“You haven’t even wiped the tears on your face. Where exactly do you think you’re going.”

He spoke softly as he gently wiped away the tears that remained around my eyes. His large hands moved delicately. The finger that wiped away the tears swept down the bridge of my nose, then eventually reached my lips.

Slightly leaning down his head, Albert’s gaze was entirely on my own as I looked up.

“It’s futile to ask you anything. Nothing honest comes out through these lips.”

“…There’s nothing Your Highness can do either. That’s why I’m just being considerate…”

I protested with a small voice. No, I mean, I said that it was for Albert’s sake, but if that’s how he interpreted it, then wasn’t that just unfair. I’m really just trying to be mindful.

A benign smile graced Albert’s lips as he countered my words.

“Look at you saying there’s nothing I can do. You’re good at trampling on my pride, too.”

…That’s not what I meant at all. Seeing his expression that was reminiscent of a cold winter breeze, it felt like he was going to cut me through my neck. I knew he wouldn’t do that, but my body still froze.

This always happened whenever I saw this expression on him. This was what a king looked like. His countenance made the people around him grow nervous and uneasy even if he wasn’t doing it on purpose.

I realized once more that the Albert here in the tower would return to his old self the moment we got out of here. When I would face him then, he would be a different person.

It scared me to think of the day I’d feel that difference. It was a day I knew about, and at the same time, a day I didn’t know about.

The day we leave this place and be free once more would be a turning point for both Albert and me. I looked away, and then I saw Blanc beneath the bed, staring up at me with concerned eyes.

Perhaps knowing the reason why I turned away from him, Albert let out a shallow exhale.

“With your condition like this, I don’t even know how you’ll go down the stairs.”

Scolding me, Albert immediately picked me up as I was half-leaning against his chest in his arms. It was like a princess carry that you see in every romance drama.

I could never win against Albert in any fight with him. And since I was already so exhausted from battling the headaches, I gave up protesting and surrendered myself to him.

Albert carried me back to bed. It was the very bed that I considered to be a sacred place I was forbidden to even get close to. But now, I was so used to it that it felt like it was my own bed.

He laid me down in the middle and tucked me in with the blanket. The way he pulled it up until my chin seemed to be his way of telling me that I shouldn’t think about going anywhere else.

“So it seems you managed to figure out that there’s no use arguing. Tell me which part hurts.”

Like a doctor, Albert probed and asked me about my symptoms. I mean, I know he’s not a doctor… But he really gave off that vibe. He’s the main character for a reason, after all. Right now, maybe Albert really knew how to make me feel better.

I closed my eyes and tried to pinpoint where the pain was concentrated.

“What hurts the most is the back of my head. It’s like someone’s stabbing me with needles.”

“The back of your head.”

Lost in thought for a moment as he cradled his chin with one hand, he soon approached closer. He gently lifted my neck with his left hand to make me sit up, and then he touched the back of my head with his right. Then, his hand swept over my face—my forehead, eyes, nose, lips. His touch, the heat I could feel over my neck and arms. It felt like sunlight.

“This place?”

“…A little lower.”

It was like that. I had to focus on answering his questions despite the headache that kept rushing in. Strangely, I grew nervous.

“Is it here?”

“…Yes.”

Huu. Albert was so close that his sigh touched the tip of my nose. Through his narrowly opened eyes, long lashes fluttered like gentle butterfly wings. For a moment, my heart seriously leapt out of my chest.

…Why are you so attractive?

How long would I be able to resist a man like him when he’s actively trying to win me over? Before anything else, the surefire way of not falling for him was to get out of the tower and stay away from him.

While I was grappling with these thoughts, Albert frowned and murmured as he touched the back of my head.

“…The symptoms are strange.”

Gasp. Why is it strange. I suddenly got scared. I wondered if the original Rosé had some kind of incurable disease that I didn’t know about. That’s not good.

Seeing the serious expression on Albert’s face, it was clear that there really was something more to my condition. Gulping, I steeled my mind and tried to calm my fluttering heart before I asked.

“Why do you think so?”

Albert stared into my eyes as he replied.

“It’s like you’ve been subjected to black magic.”

t/n: aaaaaaaaaa this chapter oh my goodness my heart my heart aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa