âWhy? Why? Why?â Marie returned to her lodging and buried her head in a pillow, inwardly screaming, âWhy me?â
She couldnât understand it at all.
â From now on, Miss Marie, you belong to me.â
Why would he give her a punishment like that? âAh, I donât know, Itâll be more believable if I were imprisoned or flogged.â
She didnât know the reason but it was the worst punishment imaginable because it meant she had to constantly stay by the Crown Princeâs side!
Of course, if she were any other maid, she would be delighted, as it was a great honor to serve the most influential person in the empire. However that wasnât the case for her. Staying by his side would increase the chance of getting caught.
âIf my true identity as Princess Morina were discovered⊠I would die.â
The memory of him, with his cold iron mask, wielding a sword dripping with blood, was still vivid in her mind.
The Kingdom of Cloyan faced destruction with his sword alone. Therefore, the ruthless Crown Prince would undoubtedly kill her if he discovered her true identity.
âNow that it has come to this, itâs impossible to leave the Lion Palace before the Crown Princess selection begins.â
Not only during the latter, but rather, for good.
Strengthening her determination, she bit her lip and clenched her fist until her knuckles turned white.
âEven so, I canât allow it. I donât know why the Crown Prince claimed me as his possession, but I have to find a way to escape from him,â Marie firmly resolved.
If she could seize an opportunity, it wouldnât be impossible. No, regardless of whether itâs possible or not, she must absolutely get away from him.
Then suddenly, someone called out to her. âMarie, Marie? Are you alright?â
It was Jane, her roommate. Jane looked deeply concerned when she saw that Marie didnât get up from her bed. âShould I go to the infirmary and get you some medicine?â
âNo, Iâm fine. Iâm just feeling tired.â
Jane who was freed from prison thanks to her, was deeply grateful to Marie as if sheâd saved her life. Truly, she was greatly in debt. If it hadnât been for Marie, she wouldnât have been able to avoid harsh punishment.
And so, she bursted into tears and expressed her gratitude endlessly, to the point that Marie felt awkward.
After she got out from prison, Jane began to treat Marie exceptionally well than she ever did before.
âAre you really okay?â
âYeah, I just need some rest.â
But suddenly, Jane asked a surprising question. âUm, Marie, how are you going to prepare for tomorrow?â
âTomorrow?â Marie raised her head in surprise.
Tomorrow was the final day of the long-awaited festival, the Masquerade Ball.
âI donât have anything special to prepare. Iâll just dress up and work at the Glory Hall like usual.â
âHuh? Youâre not attending the masquerade ball?â Jane asked with wide eyes.
âMe? Of course not,â Marie shook her head.
The Masquerade Ball had a special event where nobles could invite their favored maids to the ball. âIt has nothing to do with me. Thereâs no way Iâll be invited,â she thought, burying her face in the pillow.
Meanwhile, maids throughout the palace whoâd received invitations were excitedly preparing for the ball. They were all beautiful and came from prestigious backgrounds.
None of that applied to Marie anyway.
âI guess Iâll just rest for a while.â
At least, after the Masquerade Ball, sheâd been promised a short break. Miss Susan, her former head maid, had arranged the leave for her, sympathizing with the hardships sheâd endured in the Lily Palace.
âI should take a brief trip outside the palace during my time off.â
Thinking about her time off made her feel a little better. Although she found herself accidentally trapped inside the palace, she preferred being outside.
Even when she was confined to the Cold Palace of the Cloyan Kingdom, she would often sneak outside the palace walls.
âItâll be my first time outside the Imperial Palace.â
While thinking of her time off, Jane brought up the masquerade ball again. âBut Marie, are you really not attending the masquerade ball?â
âHow would I attend? I didnât receive an invitation.â
âYou received an invitation.â
Marie became speechless for a moment.
Jane handed her several envelopes. They were adorned with fancy embellishments, and oddly enough, it wasnât just one.
âInvitations have arrived for you.â
âI donât know. I canât read, remember?â
Due to the high illiteracy rate, only a few among the junior maids could read.
âAnyway, theyâve arrived. And there are three of them.â
Marie looked at the invitations with a baffled expression. Why would she receive invitations? Let alone three?
âPerhaps it was sent by mistake?â
Upon seeing the exquisitely lavish envelopes, she couldnât help but feel suspicious. The envelopes, adorned with gold leaf and intricate designs, seemed to exude a refined elegance, looking like works of art rather than mere invitation cards.
However, when she read the inscription âTo Miss Marieâ written in the corner of the envelopes, she realized they were indeed meant for her.
âWho on earth could it be from?â She opened the first envelope, which had a sword and shield coat of arms embossed on it.
â Marquis Kierhan de Seyton.
It was her secret friend, Kiel!
âHow considerate of him.â
Kiel seemed to sent her an invitation out of courtesy, since attending the masquerade ball was the dream of every maid.
âIâm fine with not going though.â Still, she felt grateful to him for thinking of her. âIf we happen to meet at the ball, I should at least thank him.â
She opened the next invitation. It was a sophisticated black envelope embossed with eagle coat of arms.
âWho could it be?â Her face stiffened as soon as she pulled out the invitation.
The person who sent the invitation was none other than Emperor Johannes III of the West Empire! Her eyes widened.
âWhy would Johannes III send an invitation to me?â
A cold shiver ran down her spine, unlike the warmth she felt from Kiel earlier. She recalled the eyes that hid coldness behind his gentle smile.
He was a ruthless ruler, no less formidable than Rael, the Crown Prince of Blood. Why would he send an invitation to her?
With a perplexed expression, Marie took out the final invitation. Who could it be this time?
It was a white envelope in contrast with Johannesâ invitation. Unlike Kielâs and Johannesâ, it didnât have any special embossing on it, but it was made of equally high-quality material.
Marie tilted her head, carefully pulling out the invitation.
âWho could it be?â No name was written in the sender part of the invitation. âIs it written somewhere else?â
She meticulously examined every corner, hoping to find the name, but it was not there. âWhatâs this? Why didnât the sender write their name?â
It was only natural to include the senderâs name when sending an invitation. But why didnât they? She wore a puzzled expression.
After all the confusion, the day of the masquerade ball finally arrived.
âCome on, Marie! Weâll make you look as beautiful as possible!â
âI-Iâm fine, really.â
âNonsense! Itâs just a harmless makeover! Weâll completely transform you!â
Even though Marie felt down and didnât particularly feel like dressing up, her fellow maids rushed over excitedly.
âHehe, Marie. Youâve never really dressed up before. Iâve been waiting for this day to come.â
Especially Jane, her roommate, looked at Marie with twinkling eyes. In the midst of that odd enthusiasm, Marie swallowed nervously.
âAh, no. Since weâre wearing masks anyway, Iâll just wear a simple dressâŠâ
âYou donât know what youâre talking about. Even with a mask, people will still perceive you. No, on the contrary, wearing a mask means you can flaunt yourself in a coy manner!â
âU-Uh. W-Wait! Wait a minute!â
With that, the maids used all sorts of beauty routines to transform Marie. She resisted, but her words of protests were immediately disregarded.
Then, after some time passedâŠ!
âTa-da! Transformation complete!â
âI-Is it finally over?â
âYes, look in the mirror!â
After suffering for a long time, Marie looked into the mirror with a dazed expression on her face.
She had elegantly styled luscious brown hair, radiant fair skin, and large sparkly eyes. A reflection of petite, delicate, and, beautiful woman blinked back at her, the type whoâd evoke oneâs protective instinct.
Astonished by her mind-blowing transformation, Marie murmured, âI-Is this some kind of trick? Isnât this a completely different person?â
Jane giggled. âTrick? What trick? We just dolled you up a little bit!â
âWhat do you mean by dolâŠâ Marie trailed off, staring blankly at the mirror. As she looked at her beautifully made up face, she couldnât help but feel satisfied.
âSo this is why people put effort into their appearance,â Marie thought to herself, beginning to understand why women often adorned themselves beautifully.
Was it self-satisfaction, rather than seeking validation from others? Her mood brightened up just by dolling up herself.
âBy the way, Marie, who exactly invited you?â
âI heard you received three invitations. People were wondering who sent them.â
The other maids didnât know who sent the invitations to her. Marie awkwardly shook her head. âThey were just from people I met by chance.â
If they were just an average noble, it would be fine to tell them. However, the senders were none other than the Commander of the Imperial Guard, and the Emperor of the West Empire. If she told them, the palace would be in shambles. Although she didnât have an intimate relationship with them, she didnât want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
âBut who on earth sent the last invitation?â
She tilted her head. She waited in case they sent further details, but they didnât.
Time went by, and eventually, the moment for the ball drew near.
Marie put on the dress prepared by her fellow maids.
âI-It looks too low-cut.â
âItâs fine! Nowadays, everyone dresses like that. Or would you rather wear a shabby maid uniform?â
âYeah, you look great, Marie.â
Her fellow maids suddenly hollered as if cheering on a little sister going to a romantic outing.
âSecure their affections!â
âYes, be sure to get married!â
Marie shook her head in embarrassment. âWhat are you all talking about? Iâll just be gone for a while.â
âYou donât have to come back tonight! No, donât come back at all!â
âYeah, donât come back and stay the night!â
Marieâs face blushed at their teasing words and giggles. âTheyâre all so silly. What do they mean by staying the night?â
Although everyone acted as if she were going to meet a prince on a white horse at the masquerade ball, Marieâs mind was too occupied to entertain thoughts of any man.
âLetâs just go, enjoy some delicious food, and come back to rest.â
With that in mind, she wore a mask covering half of her face and headed towards the banquet hall.
Upon arriving at the entrance of the banquet hall, she saw nobles dressed to the nines, each wearing a mask as they wandered around.
âSo, this is what a masquerade ball is,â Marie exclaimed with an intrigued expression. Despite spending a long time in the palace, it was her first time attending a masquerade ball. Everyone wore colorful masks as accessories, but masks that covered the entire face were rare. Most only covered the area around the eyes, allowing one to roughly recognize the identity of someone they knew.
When Marie was about to enter the banquet hall, she was caught of guard when she unexpectedly saw someone in front of the door.
It was a handsome man with gentle face, dark hair and eyes.
âItâs Johannes III!â
Emperor Johannes of the Western Empireâdressed in a black suitâwas standing in front of the door. Although he was wearing a black mask that covered his eyes, his striking appearance made him instantly recognizable.
âWhat is he doing there?â Marie faltered in her steps and froze. âI have to pass through him,â she thought with a troubled look on her face. In order to enter the banquet hall, she had to go past where he was standing.
He was someone she wanted to avoid as much as possible, so she felt helpless in that moment.
But suddenly, Johannes turned his head and looked at her. When their eyes metâcausing Marie to frozeâJohannes smiled and said, âYouâre finally here.â
t/n: alexa play âi think he knowsâ by TS
also⊠she got to recognize Johannes but not Rael? okayâŠ