Chapter 535 - Former Queen (4)

I needed a major makeover, walking to the room where all the tools and machines the salon used were gathered together. I had discovered it when I opened nearly all the doors in the Suilett family mansion. I didn't need an innocent and pure princess image that Luke forced me to be. I wanted something more exciting, starting from dying my hair into three tone colours. Maybe I could even cut my own hair into a bob.

I entered the room, starting to explore everything inside. My eyes sparkled when there was a machine that you change a portion of your hair to the colour you picked. There was an option to temporary change the length of your hair for a day. It was a good beginning before doing any permanent changes. Reading the manuals, it was much easier to use than the cooking tools. It was weird that the staff made many mistakes that day.

Pouring a drop of my mana inside, I waited for the results to come out. When I picked up a hand mirror, I was satisfied, deciding to dye my eyebrows into purple to match my hair. My hair had streaks of pink and blue while purple was its base. While its length had drastically shortened, drifting near my shoulders. I didn't appear human but an anime character from a fantasy world. She was so beautiful, the way the colours worked together on her.

My eyes shined with pink diamonds, prettier than my normal orange speckled eyes. Without putting on any makeup, I managed to change most of my features. Checking my reflection in the mirror again, I almost couldn't recognize myself. I looked like I was a part of an exciting rock band with all its flashy sparkles I added towards the end of my eyes. I started to walk to my bedroom, about to make adjustments to my clothes to match my new image.

"Who are you?" Charles ran into me.

"I'm a worker here," I pretended.

"There's only four people in this mansion during the daytime, and you can't be a servant," he pointed out.

"I guess I'm a trespasser," I shrugged.

"Can you show me the way out?" I found a perfect chance to leave this place.

"We will have to report you," he pulled out his marble.

"Well you can report me and show me the way out," I didn't care if I got reported.

"What's going on?" Alex joined us.

"We have a trespasser here," Charles narrowed his eyes.

"A trespasser?" Alex started to study me.

I began to sprint to the first floor, jumping down the staircase. Landing at the main foyer, I searched for the main entrance. I didn't know the full layout of this mansion, confused by the many doors that surrounded me. There wasn't enough time to open all the doors while I recalled where most of them led me in Charles' body. The only door I couldn't open on this floor was the one behind me. I desperately pulled on the doorknob, twisting and turning it to find my efforts useless.

I gasped when someone grabbed my wrist, dragging me away. Slowly turning my face, I discovered it was Alex. I wondered if he could recognize me, hoping he wouldn't so he could send me away. Unfortunately, he was bringing me to Luke, knocking on his bedroom door. I tried to hide my face with my hair while trying to break his grip on me. Maybe I should have kept the long hair.

"Rika?" Luke opened the door.

"She's Rika?" Charles' jaw almost dropped.

"What happened?" Luke appeared horrified.

"Nothing," I hung my head down.

"I just wanted to change my appearance once in a while. It's boring to always have the same style," I muttered.

"Do you think that's important here?" Alex agreed with Luke.

"It's my appearance!" I argued.

"Your appearance isn't only yours Rika. You also represent the image of the Roselia family," Luke gestured to me to sit down on a chair.

"You mean the innocent and pure princess image?" I knew what he was talking about.

"How did you dye your hair?" He switched the topic.

"Why do I have to tell you?" I looked the other way.

"It isn't a spell," Alex scanned me.

"The only other way is if she touched the things that we purchased inside the salon," he instantly hit the mark.

"Let's go to that room," Luke sighed.

I wondered why they were making a big deal of everything. Most of the drastic changes were temporary. I watched Charles and Luke go through everything I touched, checking the settings I used. Although I hated Helena, she was right, I had no choice in how I wanted to appear. They were trying to reverse everything back to normal. Caring about my image when no one else would see, only four people in this mansion.

"Most of them should be washable, and the others can be reversed by using the tools again," Luke looked relieved.

"It's only for one day!" I found them going over the line.

"I'll need to spend the rest of the day to erase them," Luke wasn't willing to let me go.

"Or you can leave them alone and the effects will disappear on its own," I pointed out.

"I'll help you erase them," Charles tried to comfort Luke.

"Seriously?" I yelled.