âIâve almost disconnected the imprisonment spell connected between the wand and the towerâs front door.â
This man was crazy. I spoke in a serious tone.
âPrince.â
âWhat is it.â
âBe honest with me. Your Highness isnât human, but a god, right?â
ââŠâ
âNot even a deity could be as perfect as you!â
Albert, youâre the best! Iâm your number one fan!
Heâs saying that we could get out of here soon?!
Ecstatic, I raised two thumbs up and praised Albert.
He smirked. As though he was a cat watching a mouse who was buttering him up, heâs just letting me go wild. It felt like heâs amused by me, but who cares.
I asked in a hopeful voice.
âWhen can we get out?â
âItâll take some time.â
âWhat?! Why?â
It was like the world had collapsed. Albert continued speaking calmly.
âIf we get out now, Iâll only provide a valid excuse for that king to get rid of me.â
âSo how long will it take?â
âAbout three or four months.â
ââŠâ
Ah, right, thereâs that thing.
In the novel, Albert gathered his support from the tower. He sharpened his influence and established personal connections to drive out the king.
Even when he was confined to the tower, he used all of his strength and efficiently, contacting a lot of people outside the tower.
âIâve decided to think of this tower as an opportunityâŠâ
With his arms crossed, Albert spoke in a low voice, eyes flashing dangerously.
âAn opportunity to change everything.â
He turned his gaze back to the wand.
I could understand where he was coming from. But⊠it wasnât so easy to shake off the disappointment I was feeling.
Even more so because he told me that he was almost done removing the curse.
Itâs like a new type of torture based on false hope.
Ah, no no. I need to pull myself together. If I hold it in, then my old age would be guaranteed.
I took another bite of the apple. Then, at the crunching sound, Albert turned to me.
I was crouching down on the floor with the corners of my lips downturned. On the other hand, Albert was sitting upright at his desk, and our eyes met.
I could feel the inherent arrogance that he exuded as he looked down on me. I thought heâd look away soon, but he stared at me for a long time.
Soon, he opened his lips.
âYou have an unusual face. Unlike you, I think Iâm disappointed looking at you.â
Huh? Do you think Iâm stupid? In a fit of anger, I blurted outâ
âWhat do you mean âunusualâ? Iâm human, too!â
He sighed and removed his monocle.
As if his monocle was interfering with his sight.
âItâs not that I donât like it, but itâs frustrating and depressing to be here⊠Sometimes I get so overwhelmed with emotions that I canât control. Isnât that the case with Your Highness, too?â
ââŠI donât know. Iâm used to it.â
Albert rose from his seat and came closer to me.
âBut I know youâre having a hard time.â
âThank you very much for noticing.â
âYou donât usually show it, but you really seem like itâs taking a toll on you.â
I muttered inwardly. Thatâs why social life is important too, Prince.
He knelt down in front of me and looked at me squarely.
âYouâve done a good job, so Iâll give you a reward.â
âAre you giving me more land to guarantee my long life?â
When I asked him seriously, he chuckled.
âThatâs not it.â
With his fingertips, he raised my chin gently.
âŠMy chin.
He raised it�
Huh? Huhh?
This is a breach of contract! You didnât ask for permission to touch me!
Alarm bells rang in my head.
But honestly thoughâ for one split second, I thought âHow many women out there could possibly resist him in this situation?â
âIf you donât like it, tell me now.â
And I knew Albert knew this, too.
He asked because he knew I wouldnât dislike it.
ââŠYour Highness knows what Iâll say, but you reallyââ
He spoke with a sly tone, then kissed me on the forehead.
And my forehead became hot.
His lips only slightly touched my skin, then went down⊠and brushed against my lips.
It was only an instant, but I was left in a daze. The place where his lips touched was burning.
He spoke languidly.
âYouâve done a good job.â
ââŠâ
âLetâs keep up the good work.â
His eyes curved slightly as he laughed.
âŠAs if he was trying to lure me in.
No. No no no. Youâre only trying to fool me.
Emotions were heavier shackles than contracts.
* * *
Whether I kissed my boss or not, time went on. I slept well anyway because it was my day off, so I didnât have to get up early the next morning.
It was agreed upon that I would have one day off every week.
Albertâs breakfast this morning was bread and eggs that Iâd already prepared for him in the bedroom.
Ah, I love sleeping in. It was almost lunchtime when I woke up.
Descending the atticâs ladder, I rubbed my eyes that got swollen because I slept too much.
Today again, Albert was gracefully sitting on his bed while reading a book.
He was as perfect as a man who just came out of a clothing store all decked up. In comparison, I looked like a beggar on the streets.
But I didnât want to look good for him, so it wasnât a problem to show him my half-asleep bare face.
As I looked at Albert, he in turn tilted his head to one side, as if asking if I wanted to say something.
So I spoke solemnly.
âYour Highness looks handsome today as well.â
Heâs handsome every day! A handsome face really is the bestâŠ!
âYouâre the same as always.â
âDoes your mood feel better? Who doesnât like being called handsome, right, Your Highness?â
âWhat if I say yes?â
âThen please give me more landâŠ!â
Love wonât feed me!
This Prince wonât feed me!
But if he gave me more land and money, I could get a building or two, then my life would be so much better!
I am a simple, materialistic maid.
Long live capitalism!
âYouâre dismissed.â
âYes, sir.â
I gave up right away. I didnât have to insist on it because the land that was already promised to me might get cut down.
But then⊠His lips caught my eye.
Albertâs kiss on my forehead and on my lips⊠This boss of mine was sneakier than I thought.
He was using his beauty as a weapon effectively.
âI think Your Highness is not just smart, but very, very smart.â
Begrudgingly, I admit that Albert definitely had the skills of a high-level trickster.
If he were Korean, he might have even been a popular idol or actor.
The way he moved peopleâs hearts with perfectly timed fan-service showed that he knew how to trick people well. My heart fluttered somehow.
Thatâs why⊠This is going to be a problem.
Humans were social creatures. It was only a matter of time until we got attached to each other the more we spent time in isolation.
And if the other person was as captivating as Albert, the effect would be even greater! Just look at the flutters I felt just a second ago.
I tried not to think about it too much, but the fact was⊠Iâm also vulnerable to loneliness.
Usually, I wouldnât like people as arrogant as Albert. I already went ahead and told him directly not to fall in love with me, but if it happens, it happens.
Itâs not as though I especially like the light kisses he gave me. I think it would be more exciting to just touch his face.
But I didnât want to feel anything for him.
What happened that time could just be brushed aside as a one-time mistake. However, I didnât want him trying anything like that again while weâre cohabiting in this tower.
So, after mulling it over again and again, I came up with a countermeasure.
âYour Highness, I know we canât go out and I know you wonât give me more land, so would it be alright if I ask just one favor?â
People would say, âIâm the only one who doesnât have a cat!â
If I had a pet animal who could be my friend that I could take care of and be with, even if it wasnât a cat, I feel like Iâd be less lonely.
âA favor?â
âI want to have a pet.â
âA petâŠâ
âDogs need walks, but we canât leave the tower so we canât get a dog. But a cat, or maybe a hamster? I think they wonât get stressed out too much if they canât go out. Even if itâs a different but similar animal⊠I want to raise one.â
Iâll take very good care of my pet and give it my full attention so it wonât get sick. Then, I wouldnât have the time to think about Albert.
But of course, Iâd have to get my housemateâs opinion on which animal would be good. Itâs the best method I could come up with for now.
âWeâre not getting out of here anytime soon anyway. Please? Can you do this for me?â
I looked at him with watery eyes just like the cat in Shr*k.
And I didnât forget to make my voice tremble so that I sound even more pitiful.
It wasnât like Iâm asking him to start his rebellion right away.
Rosteratu was going to die eventually, but he was the one who locked up Albert here. He wasnât just someone to underestimate.