Chapter 40

A Man Called the Devil (1)

She felt drowsy. It stretched out to the fullest with warmth. She raised her hand and put it on her forehead because she thought she had recovered from her cold.

‘…. I’m fine, what?’

Then why is her face so hot? She opened her eyes that wouldn’t open. It was a different day than the days when she was unconsciously floating due to pain.

Seeing the sun coming through the window, the morning must have passed a long time ago.

She looked out the window blankly and looked to the side soon. She felt empty and looked at it, and she couldn’t see Arthur.

“It must have been uncomfortable to face each other in the morning.”

She shook her head, thinking about last night. She couldn’t forget what he said. She pulled her clothes out of bed.

When she left the room, the maid guided her as if she had been waiting. She, who couldn’t even dress properly, also followed the maid casually.

Even in her appearance, the maid never glanced at her. It was just like a doll moving to do its job. Her facial expression also showed no emotions.

‘One or two should be weird. Everything is weird now, so I don’t care about anything.’

After following the maid for a long time, she talked to her.

“There’s no one here at night. I guess there’s no guard here.”

“Princess, the time and radius of each work are fixed here.”

Of course, in the Imperial Palace, the maids also had different duties. However, they did not move within such a fixed range of action.

They can call someone else, and there is also a situation in the bay.

“So you have soldiers?”

“Of course. You don’t have to worry about that.”

At the words of the maid, she laughed. Could it be an impenetrable fortress? This place, like other places, is just a castle.

However, it seems that it is not a lie to see the maid, who speaks out without shaking an inch.

Arthur was just really not interested in war. If it was such a solid castle, he would have rebelled at any time and grabbed the throne, but he did not.

Even at the moment he brought her, he told the Arpen Empire that he did not want war.

If he decides, he will get his hands on the Arpen Empire.

If Arthur had told her that it was easy to get the throne, it would not have been simply regarded as arrogance.

‘He has everything I want.’

He also had the power, the power to change, and above all, the life that he could give her. He was the one who would let her move forward.

If he didn’t know Mary, he didn’t love her, she wouldn’t have known about him…

He held her hand because he was interested in her. No, maybe it’s a possessive desire for what he didn’t have.

“Just change the clothes you’ve prepared and leave.”

“Yes, I see.”

The door opened and the maids came in to help her dress up. She still left her body in their hands. She felt relaxed now because she didn’t even get sick.

Of course, she’s relieved on the assumption that he would give her medicine, but she believed that he would.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking.”

He told her to try, so she should show sincerity. She asked for warm tea, and soon another maid came out.

A subtle scent spread throughout the room. She felt comfortable without realizing it.

“Get out.”

“Please call me if you need me.”

“Oh, tell Carl I’m looking for him.”

She couldn’t see Carl. She asked the maid to call him because she had something to ask him to do.

“Hmm, it smells good.”’

She didn’t enjoy tea, but when she saw others drinking, she imagined that she would definitely try it like that.

Unlike her, who lived in the hospital every day, above all, there was nothing she could do as she wanted except from eating to everyday life.

When she secretly went out to the bench in front of the hospital because she was frustrated, the people sitting at the café always laughed and drank coffee or tea. She was so jealous of that. They looked happy.

‘Then I became a Princess and am enjoying luxury.’

The time limit was the same, but what could be enjoyed was different. It was a better life than back then, and it was now when she had more to lose.

Mary’s things, which are now hers, may still feel awkward, but if one day they become as comfortable as her own and take it for granted, she may become greedier then.

Above all, she was already greedy.

That’s bad. Who can say that?

Greed for a life that she never had, love and interest in herself that she never had before.

She doesn’t want to lose this to anyone else now. She will use those who are next to her to have it.

“After all, we each have everything the other wants.”

She tried to justify and swallow a bitter smile. What’s the use of regretting now? She had nowhere to go back, and she didn’t think about going back.

She started making plans while drinking tea.

‘It’s creepy that he knows all of my preferences…… It’s comfortable.’

There was no need to shout at the maids. She literally acted on her own.

It was the same as the other day. She just said that she would continue to wait outside. It was so businesslike that she could believe it was emotionless.