A New Place II

Emelia was in her so-called new room, which she had not expected at all. The thought of staying in a run-down, dirty room changed her mind in an instant as she sees the beautiful furniture shining in front of her eyes.

Not amusing at all, Emelia said in her head. This the way of how the enemy would try to lure her into their rabbit hole. The doors behind her closed, but Emelia continued to stand still as she looked carefully around this room.

Isn't this too much to give to their enemy? A large room with a sized queen bed, fancy furniture, and expensive-looking paintings. This room is so much bigger than her own room back in Redodel Empire.

Instead of sitting on the soft cushioned couch, she decided to sit on the ground. Emelia is a stubborn person. Even if they would beg her to use the furniture in the room, she wouldn't. The feeling of being indebted is what she didn't like either.

When Emelia thought she would finally have privacy for herself, she heard a knock coming from the door. She lifted her head to see four maids walking into her room, which she assumed were here to help her take a bath.

The light browned haired maid stood forward then greeted, "Greetings to Princess Emelia. Would you like to take a bath?" Emelia didn't feel any ill intentions from that maid, but the other three who stood behind her were looking at her as if they didn't want to be here.

Emelia wanted to take a bath, and she could have done it alone, but then she decided to let the light browned haired servant to help her. While others could leave and take their rest.

"You stay. The other three leave. I do not wish to see your face or feel your presence," Emelia said while the three gulped, realizing that Emelia read what they were thinking. The three of them looked hesitant to leave the room, and then Emelia said, "Leave. I don't care what your emperor ordered you, and so if I were you three, just listen to me and leave."

Not saying a word, the three servants left the room in a rush and didn't dare to look into Emelia's eyes anymore. A sigh escaped from her lips, which she had not intended to do it out loud. She stared at the light browned haired servant, which she didn't know she was making the servant uncomfortable.

"M-my name is Vanessa. Would you like me to prepare the bath?" Despite being scared of Emelia, her eyes didn't quiver, unlike others. Not only that, she didn't look away. There was even a hint of gentleness in her eyes. It was like Vanessa didn't care who Emelia was. Emelia shyly nodded her head while Vanessa went ahead to prepare the bath.

How unfortunate but fortunate she is. To be alive is fortunate but to be alive and living in her enemy's base is unfortunate. A few minutes later, she heard the bathroom door open.

"Princ-" Vanessa called but was cut off by Emelia.

"Emelia, Just call me Emelia."

"The bath is ready. Is there any fragrance you would like to use? We have many, but I suggest the lavender or rosemary."

It wasn't Emelia's first to hear this, but it's just unusual for her to use fragrance as she wasn't given one back then. All she had was plain soap without any fragrance.

"Lavender," Emelia answered. She clearly remembers what lavender was used for, and it was to make her body relax. Her body had been stiffed for the past few days, and the body aches all over here haven't subsided.

Before dipping her body into the bath, she asked Vanessa not to go in. Though at first, Vanessa insisted she lost when Emelia walked into the bath and locked the door. Poor Vanessa, but Emelia wanted some time alone. After all, this week had been tiring.

Even if she told herself to get some rest and not think about her next plans, she couldn't help but do it. So now that she's in this palace, what is his motive? The game between them still existed, but there isn't any progress at all. But it's not like she wanted to progress with their relationship.

After the relaxing bath, she was forced by Vanessa to sit down while she dries her hair. When it comes to innocent looking girls, Emelia can't refuse them at all. She may be biased towards favoring someone. But it's because she grew up in an environment without love. It's expected.

"You don't have to continue further. I want to take a rest," Emelia said while she pulled the towel away from Vanessa's hand. "I cannot do that. What if you get a cold, Miss?" Vanessa added, but still, Emelia insisted. Since Vanessa isn't going to listen, Emelia stood up and gently kicked Vanessa out of the room.

Vanessa's call could be heard behind the door, and Emelia felt bad. But she really wanted to have some time alone. She needed to plan what she's going to do now. She walked towards the window, and as she opened the window, she felt a cold breeze touching her skin.

Escape the palace is not an option because if one day, the emperor stops being interested in her. He might order an execution. She leaned her head on the wall while looking at the crescent moon. Other plans she had thought didn't fit, but there was one that the emperor could fulfill.

What if she becomes a commoner?