Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince Chapter 41

Chapter 41

Translator: Yonnee

“But I don't have a spouse?”

What kind of accusation was this when I didn't even have a boyfriend? Blanc even said it with some kind of determination in that look in his eyes.

“At the tower, youuu… liiive with that maan…”

His voice was still slow, but what he wanted to say was conveyed clearly. At this, I felt sweat trickling down my temple.

“It'll spell big trouble if you go around saying His Highness is my spouse. You can't say something like that anywhere else.”

Just as Schubert mentioned it earlier, wasn't it generally known that the person living with a prince was a manipulative witch who deserved to die?

First of all, it was decided even before Blanc entered the tower.

“Theeen, humans who are stuck together like that doesn't necessarily mean they have that kind of relationshiiiip…”

Mm, I persuaded you well. He tended to speak slowly, but Blanc was very smart.

…So there was nothing more I had to say. The fact that there's some skinship between us and that our lips sometimes become swollen after meeting each other was irrelevant here.

“Haha, oh, I'm sleepy. Blanc, shall we go to bed?”

When at a disadvantage, the best course of action was to change the subject.

But after saying that, I really did become sleepy. It was originally time for bed anyway, and because I was in a better mood after going out of the tower and staying here in such a luxurious room, eventually, I fell asleep with Blanc in my arms.

“Rosé.”

At that moment, I was still half-asleep when someone called me.

“…your permission.”

In my drowsiness, I nodded. A warm touch gently swept away the hair over my face. I blinked slowly and looked to see who the owner of that hand was.

A slight brush of a finger left my lips, and a hushed, languid voice reached my ears.

“It's time to go.”

But I want to sleep more. It's cheating to wake me up like this when I'm sleeping so comfortably—whoever it was. The face was blurry because I was still half asleep.

Instead of waking up, I snuggled further into the duvet and buried my face into the pillow.

“I already got your permission. Are you still going to stay like this?”

A sweet voice resounded. Those words that asked for my permission became mere afterimages in my dream-like state.

Someone with this kind of voice, was there anything he could ask me for permission about?

…There is, I think. While thinking about it, I was drifting off to sleep, but I was startled by the hand that lowered the duvet.

“Cold…”

I mumbled as I pulled back… Well, tried and failed to pull back the blanket. There's a fireplace, but during dawn, the tower was still freezing. And furthermore, the attic I stayed at was colder than Albert's room.

I trembled unconsciously. But contrary to my anticipation, there was no cold wind.

Was this not inside the tower?

Only then did I remember that we went out.

Raising my heavy eyelids, I found Albert sitting by me on the bed I was lying on.

He was sitting at the bedside, looking down at me. While the night sky brightened up as the sun rose, the light filtering in moderately brightened up the blurry gray hair. There was a slight shadow over his face.

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I was looking up at him, but even from this unsavory angle, I could see no fault in his beauty. Were there even any faults to begin with?

Albert was perfect from each and every angle. Even though we saw each other every day, I couldn't help but stare at him blankly as though possessed.

His hand reached over to caress my cheek slowly. Over the path his hand touched was a trail of the sun that passed by. I feel like I'd been lit up like the embers of the fireplace.

Albert's gaze was both warm and cool. Two different characteristics were subtly intertwined.

What did he think about whenever he looked at me? I was suddenly curious.

I feel like I'll walk right into trouble if you talk to me like this…

This is a breach of contract. I blinked and timidly spoke.

“…I already opened my eyes.”

“But you've already given me your permission, Rosé.”

“…What permission?”

“The permission to touch you now.”

“Prince, I don't remember answering to that…”

“Alright. Then Rosé, I'll say it again.”

He looked down softly. Then, as he leaned down, he put his lips close to my ears. The sound of his breaths could be felt in my ear, and my body was startled. Albert whispered softly.

“I want to touch you.”

As he paused, the air he breathed out tickled my ear, which caused goosebumps starting from my ear going down my neck.

I trembled. Looking at me, Albert added in a lower voice.

“Please give me your permission.”

Oh, it's that.

What I heard earlier was only the part of 'your permission', and so now the puzzle was solved. As expected, it was better to listen to someone else from beginning to end.

In other words, I shot myself on the foot.

Gulping dryly, I slowly moved away from Albert and protected myself by wrapping the duvet around me like I was a roll of kimbap.

“Waaaiit… Can't breeeathe…”

And then Blanc, who was trapped there in the blanket, spoke drowsily.

Even while he was running out of breath, he still spoke slowly. It was safe to say that it's like he's someone on vacation.

Still, Blanc's words need to be respected, so I quickly took him out of the blanket and set him down between me and Albert.

Seeing the prince, Blanc tilted his head to the side while standing up on his stubby paws.

You're trying to protect me!

You're trying to save me from that prince's magic spell!

Blanc is a mighty dragon cub! Although he had yet to reach adulthood, from Albert's enchantment, he's trying to save me, this great, wonderful magical be…ast?

“Blanc, where are you going?”

After getting up on the bed, Blanc went towards the fireplace some distance away and settled there. Turning his head, he glanced at me and waved.

“You twooo… solve it by yourseeelf.”

Smacked with a sense of déjà vu, I recalled the time when Blanc asked me to go up to the room from the kitchen by myself.

With a resounding crash, the bond between Blanc and I had collapsed.

“I thiiink… that guy is scaryyy…”

Blanc explained this as if he could read my shaking eyes.

“I didn't know there'd come a day in my life that I'd be praised by a dragon fledgling.”

Chapter end