âWhatâs going on?â She tilted her head as she went to Susanâs room.
âMiss Susan, whatâs the matter?â
âAh, Marie. Welcome.â Susan greeted her with a smile. Compared to her previous ferocious* behavior, she had softened up a lot.
*the direct translation of ěĄě먚ë¤Â is to eat/prey on/slaughter something. itâs usually used for wild animals. but when itâs used to describe a human, it means to torture or harass someone terribly like how predatory animals behave in the wild
âAre you having a lot of difficulty? Thank you for your continuous hard work.â
âNot at all.â Marie listened to the compliment with an awkward expression.
âIâve been hearing a lot of compliments about you in the palace these days.â
âI hope you continue to be consistent with your excellent work.â
After singing her praises, Susan went back to business. âThe reason I called you here today is to inform you of your transfer.â
âAm I changing workplace?â
âYes. I think you should go and work somewhere else for a while.â
Susan continued talking over her tea. âYou know that the Empireâs Banquet Anniversary is soon, right?â
Of course, she knew. It was the largest event in the empire, with banquets and festivals observed throughout the week. Soon, every maid in the palace will be busy preparing for the festival.
âAs the banquet coincides with the death anniversary of the crown princeâs biological motherâthe third Empressâthe Rose Palaceâs garden will be redecorated in her honor.â
âBut theyâre short of hands, so a request for assistance came in.â
âThen I will go there to redecorate the garden?â
âOf course not. It will be carried out by the professional landscapers. Marie, all you have to do is go and assist them.â
Susan tilted her head when she finished explaining. She wasnât particularly hard on her, but Marieâs expression looked strange.
Was she upset about something? âMarie, is there any problem?â
âN-No. Iâll go there right away. Thank you.â
Leaving the puzzled Susan behind, Marie left the room with a troubled expression on her face.
âLandscaping?â She recalled her dream last night.
ăThen I look forward to your next work⌠Fiona, the Seeker of the Garden.ă
She didnât know for sure, but it was most likely that the person in her dream was someone who did garden-related art.
Could it be that it has to do with this event? But Marie immediately shook her head. She thought, âI guess not. Why does it matter anyway, the landscaping will be done by professionals, and I, the maid, will only offer assistance.â
Thus, Marie went on to work in the rose garden of the Imperial Palace.
âNice to meet you! I am Marie, a maid from the Lily Palace!â She greeted merrily.
The landscapers, who had been working since morning, looked back at her.
âAre you the young maid?â
âYes. I look forward to working with you!â*
*the direct translation is please take care of me/treat me well
âI look forward to your kind cooperation. Letâs do well from now on.â
A middle-aged man who looked like her fatherâs age smiled warmly at her and said, âYes, I look forward to collaborating with you.â
âBe careful not to get hurt, the tools are quite hazardous.â
Fortunately, the landscapers gave her a friendly welcome. Although they had different affiliationsâher in housekeeping and them in charge of eventsâto a group of landscapers that were filled with men, it was a pleasant surprise that a young woman joined them.
âIt wonât be particularly difficult. Just follow what we ask you to do.â
According to Hans, the general manager, her task wouldnât be that challenging. The landscaping work fell to them, while she only had to cater to their needs; bringing meals, running simple errands, and cleaning up after them. It was so simple that it felt more relaxed compared to working at the Lily Palace.
âThereâs nothing special after all.â She expected something different just in caseâbecause of a dream she had a while agoâbut it seems she didnât have anything else to do.
âGood, itâs easy work.â
It was hard being outside on a hot summer day, but other than that, everything else was quite alright.
âMarie, donât stay out in the sun in such a hot weather. Go sit under the tree.â
âRight. Your face is all burned, you have nothing else to do right now, so go get some rest.â
Even though she hadnât done much, all of them were nice to her. Hansâthe general managerâwas especially kind to her, telling her that she reminded him of the daughter he left behind at home.
âMaybe it tastes better because Marie took great care of it.â Hans smiled as he ate the sandwich.
âThereâs still more, so eat to your heartâs content.â
âYes, thank you. Marie, you can sit down and rest too. Youâve been walking around all day.â
âSit down, sit down. No oneâs watching.â
Marie sat down beside him.
âOh my.â Hans clicked his tongue.
âEven though youâre busy, you have to eat properly. What if you get thinner?â At those solicitous words, Marieâs heart swelled. After her mother died, there was no one left who cared about her. When she entered the palace as the Kingâs long lost daughter, she was only pelted with abuse. Not to mention, after the kingdom fell, she became a maid.
Hearing Hansâ affectionate words made her inexplicably think of her mother, so she changed the subject. âLandscaping seems very difficult.â
Compared to the landscapers, she was only running errands. Trimming and cutting the branches, planting flowers, arranging the flower bedsâit was a complete undertaking.
âHm? Of course itâs difficult, but itâs fun nonetheless.â said Hans, the general manager. âWe landscapers bring happiness to those who visit the garden.â
âBring happinessâŚâ Marie murmured softly. Such a wonderful phrase.
âI wish I could be a person who could provide happiness to others.â Although she was lowly and insignificant, she wanted to become that kind of person someday.
Hans sighed deeply. âIâm worried, though.â
âIf Highness will like it.â
Marieâs face darkened. It reminded her of the crown prince, the person who ordered to landscape the garden.
Rael, the Prince of Blood!
The name couldnât be any scarier. Born as a bastard, he clambered up to be the crown prince, shedding countless amounts of blood in the process. He was also called the prince of bloody iron mask, due to the iron mask he always wore, which was constantly dried up with blood.
âThe Crown Prince made the Kingdom of Cloyan fall.â She suddenly remembered when the kingdom was captured. The crown prince looked every bit like the devil incarnate with his blood-stained iron mask and sword.
âA lot of time has passed already, I doubt theyâll find out my identity now.â Still, just thinking about him made her shudder in fear. Heâs such a cruel prince that she could not imagine what kind of punishment he would inflict if he was not satisfied with the gardenâs landscape. Especially, Hans, the general manager, could have his throat sliced. Although the Crown Prince had never taken the lives of his subordinates yet, he was a tyrant who wielded his sword as he pleased.
Marie said quickly, âI donât know much about landscaping, but it looks to be decorated nicely. Iâm sure the Crown Prince will be pleased with it.â
Hans smiled. âWell, like the French style gardens in the Third Empressâ hometown, the vista method is adopted, along with geometric patterns, so I donât think His Highness will hate it.â
i genuinely do not know if this is a true landscaping jargon, i tried searching it to make sense of it, but im as clueless as a fish.
The path extends in a linear fashion, symbolizing prestige, while the interior is formed with geometric patterns.
âThe landscape gardening is fine, but thereâs still a problem.â
âIâm having difficulty with the Third Empressâ sculpture.â
âAhâŚâ Marie covered her mouth. She understood what it meant.
âIâm going to put the sculpture of the Third Empress at the center of the garden, but Iâm not sure if His Highness will like it.â
Hans put on a worried expression. âThe Crown Princeâs filial devotion to the Third Empress, who died ten years ago for being falsely accused, is well known. If His Highness dislikes this even a little bit, I canât fathom how he will express his anger.â
Hans sighed deeply and shook his head. âIâm dumping you all sorts of things. Iâm sorry.â
âPerhaps because of my daughter at home, you donât feel like a stranger. Sheâs exactly the same age as you.â
Hans rose from his seat and called out to the landscapers who were resting. âCome! If youâre done eating, letâs get back to work.â
Marie looked worried as she watched them busily start again. âI hope it works out.â
For her, both the garden and the sculpture were well-made, but of course, everyone had different standards.
âIf the Prince of Blood didnât like it.â Marie shuddered at that thought.
âWhere is Princess Morina? I must find her.â He muttered as he looked for her with his sword soaked in blood.
If she hadnât dressed up as a maid at the time, she would have lost her life. With his cold iron mask, he didnât seem to have any mercy in his bones.
âIf the sculpture is not to his liking, his anger would be inescapable.â She may not know for sure, but at the minimum, the sculptor in charge would be punished severely.
âOh, Mr. Hans.â Marie bit her lip. It was none other than Hans, the general manager, who sculpted the Third Empressâ likeness, owing to his reputation as the best landscaper and sculptor in the empire.