Time-Limited Saintess, You’ve Been Caught by the Tyrant Once Again - Chapter 34

Chapter 17.2

Liliana and Angelias exchanged glances upon witnessing this. Her behavior just now was undoubtedly that of an educated person. Her manner of speaking, actions, and everything was natural.

“Liliana, your education is truly impressive. To make a commoner woman like her appear so noble.”

“Is, is that so?”

Liliana awkwardly smiled.

‘…When the hell did she learn that?’

She, too, felt nervous about meeting the Emperor, and it was natural. She was considered a provincial aristocrat, and it was even more surprising that she didn’t tremble when faced with the Emperor, who was at the pinnacle of the central power.

Though what about that woman, Ellin?

To boldly decline the Emperor’s banquet, citing not feeling well, was quite audacious. What was even more frightening was that she managed to do so without coming across as impolite or unnatural before leaving after saying all that.

Liliana mused as she watched Ellin walk away gracefully.

‘I’ll definitely drive her away after this banquet, so it’s okay.’

She struggled to erase the unpleasant thought.

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“Here we are.”

Entering the room that was prepared, Ellin fell into bed as soon as she arrived. The attending maid, Melissa, looked at her with a puzzled expression. Whether it was a commoner or a noble who happened to come to this place, they would typically be overwhelmed and distracted by the splendor of the palace.

However, Ellin wasn’t like that.

‘…Is it because she’s feeling unwell?’

The Angelia lay quietly, barely making a sound. Her face was pale, truly appearing to be ill. It was evident why the Emperor willingly let her go so easily.

Melissa asked cautiously.

“Shall I prepare some water for you to wash up?”

“Yes.”

‘How strange.’

Hearing her reply, Melissa raised an eyebrow as she looked at Ellin. Would even a commoner-born Angelia receive such treatment? The clothes she was wearing were quite luxurious as well… The temple seemed to be impartial to social status. If that was the case, she shouldn’t be accused of treating the Emperor’s accommodating guests with disrespect.

With this conviction in mind, Melissa decided to take diligent care of the Angelia before her.

Once the bathwater was ready, Ellin headed towards the bathroom.

The warm water carried a pleasant fragrance, possibly from the bath products. As the maid assisted her in undressing, Ellin entrusted herself to her gentle touch. Melissa marveled at Angelia’s grace as she observed the familiarity in her appearance.

“…Huh?”

When Melissa noticed a tattoo on her chest, in response, Ellin quickly covered it with her hand.

What was that? There was a strange sigil just now…

‘Surely it can’t be a slave’s brand, right?’

No way, how could a slave become an Angeleia?

With that thought in mind, Melissa stepped out after finishing her service. Nevertheless, she decided to ask her friend Anhe about the slave’s brand.

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Ellin submerged in the bath water. Immersing her body in the warm and pleasantly scented water made her feel better.

“Not bad.”

Yes, not bad. It was nice.

As the Saint, it was very uncomfortable for her to be in the Imperial Palace. Every day was a torment when she was brought here and imprisoned by Arkan… though this place was just a temporary refuge for her right now. With no obligations or restraints, the Imperial Palace became the most luxurious inn in the empire.

“Pff.”

A wry laugh escaped her.

Luxurious inn… It amused her to think of it that way. No one else would dare to see the Imperial Palace in such a manner. Ellin hummed a tune while splashing water in the spacious bathroom. It wasn’t because she was enjoying herself, but rather, she used the melody to distract her thoughts from what lay ahead. Her body was tired, and her mind craved rest.

Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, and she quietly sobbed for a while before falling asleep in the bathtub.

How long had she slept?

Feeling the now-cold water, she stood up and got out of the bathtub. Perhaps the maid had waited for her and then left, leaving only a gown behind. Ellin felt a bit embarrassed by the thought, but she wiped off the water and put on the robe before entering the room.

She almost screamed.

It was because Arkan was sitting there, waiting for her.

Unlike her, who was defenseless in her robe, he was dressed in proper attire. He looked at her with an indifferent gaze, seemingly unconcerned that she had just taken a bath and was wearing only a thin robe over her naked body.

“…You took quite a long bath.”

“Your Majesty.”

“Are you feeling alright?”

Ellin flinched.

The pleasant feeling she had felt moments ago quickly dissipated.

Why had he come to this room in the first place? And why was he inquiring about her physical condition? Come to think of it, he specifically invited her to the banquet. Could it be that he had something to discuss?

“Well, I…”

As she lowered her head, water was dripping from her hair.

She tried her best to erase her flustered expression. Arkan, on the other hand, seemed indifferent to the situation.

“Even after suddenly swearing in someone’s eyes, it seems that you still kept your promise.”

“….”

“You’re quite smart. I was going to kill you immediately if you had any intention of telling anyone.”

“It seems like you have people planted in the temple.”

She wasn’t surprised.

Upon seeing it, Arkan’s lips curled into an arc.

“I find you quite amusing. I wonder what makes you so fearless?”

As he uttered so, he rose from his seat and approached Ellin, circling around her as if observing a human like a beast. A sweet scent of bath soap wafted from the woman before him.

“Standing in front of a man dressed like this, any woman would be scared… so aren’t you afraid?”

He stopped behind Ellin, towering over her, and reached out to stroke her hair.

When she turned to face him, Arkan’s intense gaze met hers. Though their bodies didn’t make contact, she could feel the warmth emanating from him through the thin gown. It wasn’t like she didn’t know what this meant.

Her countenance turned cold and unyielding.

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