Time-Limited Saintess, You’ve Been Caught by the Tyrant Once Again - Chapter 85

Chapter 43.1

“Are you saying that everyone who works here has changed?”

Ellin was puzzled when she saw the people in the Princess’s Palace. It was because all the familiar faces she knew had changed. There wasn’t a single face she recognized.

At that moment, it was this woman who noticed her.

“That’s right. This is the first time we’ve met. My name is Iweta Sorin. I belonged with the Count family.”

Ellin looked at the maid, who greeted her politely. Perhaps because most of the maids were of noble origin, they didn’t treat her with such courtesy.

“You don’t have to greet me like that.”

“No. His Majesty instructed us to treat you with full respect, so this is the right thing to do.”

“….”

Ellin glanced around.

Has everything really changed? Even the handmaidens?

As if noticing her confusion, Iweta opened her mouth again.

“Viscountess Deubiwe and Baroness Rawieul have both returned home.”

“Wasn’t there another maid? I believe her name was Masha Kanoe…she was in charge of the other maids… Is she gone as well?”

Iweta flinched. She bowed her head more respectfully.

“Yes, she’s also gone. We’ll all follow Miss Ellin’s instructions, so please give us your orders.”

The politeness made Ellin feel uncomfortable.

“No, I’m the one who should be lacking, as I’m still learning how to serve Your Highness as a governess. Please, teach me a lot.”

As Ellin took her hand and spoke warmly, Iweta’s face changed to one of confusion. The arrogant and conceited reputation was nowhere to be seen, only a gentle woman was present. Could she be a master at hiding her true self?

‘But hasn’t she humbled herself just now?’

In situations like this, power struggles were naturally present. The phrase ‘asking for guidance’ was typically a way of acknowledging oneself as a subordinate.

Iweta frowned slightly as she looked at Ellin.

Her drooping eyes made her look incredibly gentle. While she remained wary of Ellin, she also felt a little fond of her.

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Ellin’s daily life flowed quietly like water. Iweta was great to work with. As a countess, she had experience raising her own children and was skilled in other regards.

Charlotte has stabilized noticeably.

However, what was troubling was the presence of one man. Arkan observed Charlotte and her almost every day. Most of the time, she ignored him, though he stared at her as if he had something to say. It seemed that Charlotte was equally bothered by it.

“Brother, why do you keep staying there? Can’t you go?”

While Ellin had to bite her lip to stifle a laugh, Arkan didn’t answer and left the room.

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“Wow, so many people have changed?”

Ellin was surprised when Harald walked in. In the meanwhile, the new servants greeted the prince with bowed heads and respectful manners. They were different from those who had fled before.

As far as she knew, there was a ban on access to this place, but has it been lifted?

“I greet Your Highness.”

“Enough with the formalities. It’s annoying.”

As he grumbled and looked at Charlotte, the boy’s face, which had seemed grumpy, brightened up.

“Charlotte.”

“Brother!”

Charlotte immediately recognized her brother and ran toward him.

Although Prince Harald was sensitive and violent, he was incredibly kind to his younger sister. Seeing him like this, he didn’t seem like someone who would kill his brother. How did someone who rubbed his face in his sister’s hair become a powerful force against his brother?

“Are you doing well? No one has said anything unpleasant to you, have they?”

“I’m having so much fun! I’m so glad it doesn’t hurt!”

“Oh my God, I never thought the day would come when I could talk with you.”

Overwhelmed with emotion, Harald kissed Charlotte on the cheek, his eyes welling up with tears. Looking at the two of them, Ellin mustered the courage to ask.

“Has His Majesty given permission for you to come now?”

“Yes.”

He glared at her. When Ellin didn’t avoid his gaze, Harald clicked his tongue and continued.

“I don’t know what my brother is planning.”

“….”

“Did he think that pretending not to care and then suddenly showing interest would be enough? The more I think about it, the more it annoys me. If only he had paid a little attention, things could have been better, but instead, he neglected it like this?”

As he gritted his teeth, his hatred toward his brother slowly started to seep out.

Ellin sighed as she watched Harald heading towards such extremism again. Despite the fact that he was incredibly affectionate toward Charlotte, when it came to his brother, he harbored nothing but hatred.

With such thoughts, he must have betrayed his brother.

At that moment, she felt like it didn’t matter to her whether Arkan lived or died. But, in truth, she realized she might need to correct that feeling.

“Your Highness, that’s not the case. The doctor simply couldn’t find the cause of the Princess’s illness. His Majesty has continued to send physicians.”

“Be quiet. If he had paid more attention, he would’ve sent a perfect physician.”

“His Majesty sent many doctors, but they couldn’t cure her. How could the doctors have been careless in their examinations when he always has a sword in hand, constantly threatening to kill them?”

Huuk.

The maids and Iweta were left with their mouths agape at the shocking statement she just made. Ellin described the Emperor as if she were talking about some reckless scoundrel brandishing a sword and causing havoc.

“Huh? You…”

Harald glared at Ellin with a menacing expression. He narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous glint appeared in his sharp, piercing gaze.

“You evaluate my brother very objectively.”

“….”

“Fine, it’s worth hearing. Go on, continue.”

The maids standing behind them exchanged sighs of relief. Objective, yes, being objective was correct.

“Well, it was a physical injury, but the physicians seemed to think it was a mental issue. That’s why…”

Although she didn’t want to say this reason, she did because, after all, it was the ‘truth.’

“The priests also thought it wasn’t a physical injury…”

“Those wretched priests!”

“Anyway, I treated Her Highness the Princess with the earrings a priest gave me, and that’s why she got better.”

“I see.”

Harald crossed his arms and nodded.

“So, it’s because of that foolish priest and that foolish brother that things ended up like this.”

“….”

‘…Was that the conclusion?’

Ellin thought she couldn’t argue any further.

“However, I understand your point. It’s true that my brother neglected Charlotte because he was too busy beheading his siblings and the nobles.”

Was there such a thing as a learning effect? Harald covered Charlotte’s ears just now when he said those words.

“To put it that way… yes.”

Ellin responded vaguely. It felt that way to him, so she had no choice but to agree. On the other hand, Harald’s eyes widened with surprise despite the vague agreement.

“Hmm, you… It turns out you’re more reasonable than I thought?”

“….”

…What exactly was the standard for being reasonable? Everyone in the room, including Ellin, thought the same thing.

“Since Charlotte follows you this much, I’ll trust you completely.”

Wait, was it really okay to suddenly trust her like this? Regardless, Harald nodded, placing a hand on her shoulder.

Ellin was dumbfounded. In any case, her daily life went on like water.

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