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It was a time when it was hard to breathe because the excessive attention itself was uncomfortable.
Even though I had closed my eyes from since a while ago, the story of a woman named Rosanne was not thinking about ending.
At the end, I quietly opened my eyes and looked at her.
With blank eyes, no excitement, no novelty.
“I’ll introduce myself first. I’m Rosanne Emma, whose Royal Highness of the Rottrifetra Empire, has ordered me to be the maid of honor in the palace where Princess Titania, the glorious Odblum, will be.”
If I introduce yourself like this, should I stand up and answer?
It’s hard.
I just frowned a little bit.
As if that was the answer, the woman, whether Emma or Rossanne, shook her eyes toward me as if she was inflated with anticipation.
Ha. Please. Don’t look at me like that. Her eyes look like they should do something right away.
You guys don’t know.
Your eyes are giving me a hard time. For me, waiting for death, that expectation is another kind of violence.
I had a lot to say, but I had no strength, so I raised my hand and shook it.
Please go.
It was a strong negative answer. She nodded with her fists clenched.1
“I understand the Princess’ meaning.”
Yes. Goodbye.
I won’t see you off or say goodbyes .
Thinking it was the last time, I tried to get my eyes on her. But the scenery was not as good as I expected.
“I hear you’re not feeling very well, so I won’t speak too long. These are the children who will stand close to the princess from now on. I was going to introduce them one by one, but let’s do this later.”
Whether you introduce it or not. It has nothing to do with me.
I’m just worried about asking to leave right now.
All I want is not a lot of maids, just a quiet rest alone.
I don’t want any fuss. Even now, the dust that was blown away as they came in as a group tickled their throats.
I had to shut my mouth and swallow my saliva because I felt like throwing up again if I coughed. I hated the pain in my neck more than throwing up blood.
After coughing hard, how blood tastes in my throat. It’s terrible just to think of it.
I was just swallowing my saliva to calm my tickling throat.
The woman’s determined voice came into my ears.
‘Let’s go now.’
“……”
Where, the word stopped when it was about to pop out.
If I didn’t hear it wrong, did you just say let’s go somewhere?
After vomiting blood once, it steadily darkened as it flashed like a bee flying in front of me.
“Do you need something ?”
“Everyone…get out”
“Yes, yes?!”
Please as I sincerely hope so.
They opened the door to clean, but my bones are freezing thanks to that.
“Close the door and everybody out.”
“Ah. You need a break. Then, close the door and I’ll go out and report.”
Now they looked at me with regretful expressions, but I only gave an empty look in response to him.
Nevertheless, no matter how I acted, they were different from Ralvelly.
All I need is peace of mind and body.
I don’t need a maid like the emperor who said ‘that’ to me.
But they were very persistent. Rosanne opened her mouth again after a long time when nothing was said from my mouth.
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