Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince - Side Story 30
Side Story 30
Translator: Yonnee
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It made sense. Schubert had spent a considerable amount of time at the Masen domain.
She knew this.
But it still drained her energy.
“Since he’s in the capital now, he suggested we go down together. His Majesty Emperor is also planning a visit to the north soon, so the timing is perfect.”
Schubert’s eyes sparkled with respect for Albert.
She had heard that Liam was in the capital and planned to leave in two days.
Mercy narrowed her eyes.
Normally, she would have let him go.
“…I’m going too.”
But this time was different.
“No, I’ll be back soon. You don’t like the north.”
True. Mercy didn’t like the northern region. It was her father’s main stage, and it was filled with her traumas.
Every visit there, she resented her ignorant past self, repeatedly thinking about why she hadn’t realized his true nature sooner, despite knowing how pointless such thoughts were.
Schubert, who had similar but different traumas, was different.
He willingly returned to the north for Albert, accomplishing his missions there flawlessly without showing any signs of weakness.
He could bid farewell to the past.
“No, I’m going.”
They say love makes you resemble each other.
Standing beside Schubert gave her the confidence that she could do it too.
Though it took her a long detour due to regaining her memories, she didn’t want to wait any longer.
Nor did she want to wait for him to return.
It wasn’t the perfect confession she had envisioned. It wasn’t materialistic, and above all, her unprepared heart kept pounding.
“But I’m okay as long as I’m with you.”
Mercy had to say it.
Schubert, initially frowning in concern, slowly widened his eyes.
“…Am I hearing this right?”
Schubert still looked serious as he asked again.
“Yes. This wasn’t how I planned to say it, but…”
Mercy began to sigh.
“Is it true? Wow! Is it true?”
Schubert hugged her and started jumping up and down before she could finish.
His strength was incredible, holding her and twirling around as if he had a feather in his arms. Mercy couldn’t help but focus on the fine muscles in his arms.
“If you want to touch, go ahead. It’s yours.”
Schubert, noticing her gaze, spoke without a hint of change in his expression and extended his arm to Mercy.
Mine. Mine!
His words came out so naturally that it made her blush.
How can he say such things without even batting an eye?
Where did he learn such a skill?
Mercy fiddled with his arm.
“Thank you for waiting so long for my confession.”
She spoke in a quiet voice.
“On the contrary, thank you for intruding into my world where I only knew His Majesty.”
Schubert grinned and met her gaze.
In his playful eyes, there was a glimpse of the seriousness of someone who always gave his best in life.
Mercy felt proud to be this man’s lover.
‘Is there anything I can do…?’
Even if it’s cheesy, I need an event that will make this moment memorable!
After some thought, Mercy slipped out of Schubert’s embrace.
“Wait a moment.”
She picked up a pen and wrote something on a piece of paper, then stood facing Schubert.
She attached the paper to her chest.
[ Owner: Schubert ]
She couldn’t bring herself to write ‘Yours’ so bluntly. This was the best Mercy could do.
‘I did more daring things when I was trying to woo him.’
She resolutely looked at Schubert.
“What’s that, haha… I love it.”
Schubert let out a hearty laugh and took a step towards Mercy.
“Now that we’ve confirmed our ownership….”
His playful expression turned serious.
“Can I kiss you?”
“…You shouldn’t ask such things.”
Instead of answering, Mercy wrapped her arms around his neck.
And she kissed Schubert first.
* * *
The next day, I woke up with the magic-set alarm and headed straight to the kitchen.
Actually, it was already lunchtime. After being tormented until sunrise, there was no helping it.
Albert had thoroughly washed me, leaving my body clean and fresh.
“Let me know if there’s anything I can help with.”
I poured tea for Albert, who had come down with me. It was chamomile, his favorite these days.
“No, just watch. I didn’t learn this for nothing!” I said confidently.
“You learned it?”
“Yes, I worked really hard to learn from Ina.”
“Ah, that chef.”
Albert nodded and then sat neatly on a chair.
“If you say sit, I shall sit.”
Having Albert nearby felt a bit like being judged, but…!
‘Knowing he’s fine with whatever I do makes me less nervous.’
Growl.
My stomach growled again.
It’s time to start cooking.
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