Time-Limited Saintess, You've Been Caught by the Tyrant Once Again - Chapter 63
Chapter 32.1
“She didn’t like it?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
The servant bowed his head politely.
At his words, Arkan furrowed his brow. He didn’t understand. Wasn’t she so happy to receive a piece of bread back then?
Like a stain that seeps into the fabric and wouldn’t fade, that scene still lingered in his memory. The stain that had seeped into him was of such a beautiful color that you wouldn’t think it was a stain at all. As she smiled as she chewed the bread he had offered her, it was as if the rainy day would suddenly be cleared up by her bright smile.
But today, she had a perplexed look on her face.
It wasn’t like he had burdened her with jewelry, nor had he given her clothes she disliked. If she had smiled so happily over one piece of bread, shouldn’t she have liked even more bread?
The first thought that occurred to Arkan was that he was glad he didn’t bring the bread basket himself.
Since he couldn’t even imagine himself carrying the bread basket, he had asked the servant to do it, only to witness his failure. If he had carried it himself and received such a reaction, he wouldn’t have been able to bear it. One bread made her happy, so wouldn’t more bread make her even happier? Wasn’t it natural to be happier when she had more?
“Why?”
‘Why would she?’
‘Why indeed?’
Both Marquis Kasmin and Bronn thought simultaneously. Their master was so clumsy because he had never tried to win people’s favor.
Arkan abruptly stood up as if he were going to go and talk to Ellin right away.
“Ha…”
He exhaled angrily.
“You’re not going to take your anger out on her, are you? If you really do that, you’ll be in big trouble.”
Surprisingly, Marquis Kasmin’s words made him sit back down. At the same time, his foul temper, which seemed on the verge of exploding, cautiously subsided.
“Do you think I would be so thoughtless?”
‘He was the one who was about to storm out in anger.’
The Marquis clicked his tongue as he thought.
“Do you really like her? Do you intend to make her your mistress?”
“Make that woman my mistress?”
Arkan chuckled coldly.
Not unless he was going crazy.
At the thought, he remembered the past. When he provoked Ellin, who had just taken a bath, she burst into tears while pointing out his mistakes in detail. It was then that he felt shame for the first time at his wrongdoing. Since she already didn’t like her, if he made a mistake thoughtlessly, she would probably burst into tears again.
…Furthermore, a mistress? Arkan was incredulous as he remembered his own mother. There wouldn’t be such a thing as a mistress. There would be only one wife for him.
“That won’t happen.”
“You shouldn’t be so certain…”
As Marquis Kasmin muttered, Arkan’s dagger flew towards him. The Marquis gasped and broke into a cold sweat.
“Oh my God, I almost died…”
A streak of red was drawn across his cheek.
Arkan looked at him coldly.
“Ah, right… Yes. Your Majesty, I was mistaken.”
That was right. This man was the type of person who would kill anyone if provoked. To him, that common woman was not a person but a bird. He could easily have her neck twisted if she made even a little noise, he could twist her neck and kill her… that was why he called her a bird.
Marquis Kasmin decided never to mention the word ‘mistress’ again.
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It seemed like it would be a waste to keep this bread all to herself, it would be better to share it with the maids.
Ellin, who had been staring at the bread basket for a while, made up her mind.
‘Okay. I’m going to give this to someone else, and maybe that will help us get along?’
She wasn’t particularly close to the Princess’s maids and servants. It was natural for outsiders to be ostracized. They didn’t openly harass her, but they made her feel isolated. Still, it was better than the maliciously sarcastic Angelias and Liliana.
In a way, she wasn’t like colleagues.
‘I want to get to know them.’
She had no friends. How nice it would be if she could chat with them? She wanted to share the joys and sorrows of life. Even though the priests and Erich and Maynard only supported her, they never truly became friends. If she lived a different life and felt lonely even in the second life, it was really…
Ellin carefully left the Princess’s room where she was sleeping.
By this time, they tend to rest and chat.
She hesitantly approached the people who were laughing.
“Um…”
Their gazes flew over and landed on her. It was a face asking what was going on.
Ellin felt deflated.
“Let’s eat bread together.”
They wore puzzled expressions when they saw the bread basket. Their faces seemed to ask, ‘What bread is this?’
“I think His Majesty has sent the bread for us all to share.”
“Really?”
They all wore expressions of astonishment.
The Emperor wasn’t one for such gestures. No, the Emperor and the word ‘bread’ didn’t match at all. However, the bread in Ellin’s basket and the cloth covering it were excessively luxurious. It was undeniable.
“Please eat.”
“Oh, yes…”
As the maids ate the bread sent by the Emperor with reverence, they started to look at Ellin. How on earth did that woman become the Princess’s nanny and gain the Emperor’s favor?
Just because she happened to be by the sick Princess’s side and just because the Princess followed her. Despite the fact that her red eyes were frightening, they endured. They served the Princess devotedly against the Prince’s cruelty, but it wasn’t entirely forced. They also held some affection for the pitiful princess. Still, why did the Princess follow her, and why did the Emperor cherish her so much?
To them, sharing the Emperor’s bread was nothing more than an ostentatious gesture.
Gradually, their disappointment turned into resentment. What had suppressed their resentment was the possibility that Ellin might have been of noble birth since her manners were elegant. What was the identity of that woman who was served by the same maids and seemed to take over their duties?
Her presence was burdensome and irksome to them.
“Thank you.”
In fact, it was Ellin’s misjudgment to give them the bread.
Unable to dare to refuse the bread sent by the Emperor, they reluctantly ate it while casting cold glances at her.
Although her shriveled face looked quite pitiful, they had no intention of letting their guard down around Ellin because her presence was simply too unpleasant for them to bear.
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