How to Survive as a Princess in a Reverse Harem Game - Chapter 35
Magic tattoos?
I hadn’t expected him to mention that, but his unexpected words made me focus even more on what Isaac was saying.
“Also, receiving mana in advance, as you mentioned, could be an option. However, I didn’t consider it.”
“Why not?”
“You seemed uncomfortable with it.”
“Did you really just endure it and end up in danger so often?”
“Yes.”
Now I understood the initial state I had when I first entered this game. After enduring for so long, I had likely missed the cycle and ended up in that situation.
It seemed that Nepheli’s character also had some emotional depth, contrary to my belief that she would have accepted her responsibilities with indifference.
Furthermore, while the mythology books said she could lay eggs, seeing the mention of her cycle made it clear that it was indeed a romanticized portrayal.
“This time it’s amnesia, but who knows about the future? Wouldn’t it be better to shorten the cycle?”
“Understood.”
Now that I thought about it, how much mana had I accumulated? Since it was done weekly, it didn’t seem like the amount accumulated daily was very high.
“Um, when would be good?”
“Please specify, Your Highness.”
“Then…….”
Would it be okay to do it the day after tomorrow? Or tomorrow?
As I hesitated internally, I realized that this wasn’t something to deliberate over. It was something I had to do anyway.
If I couldn’t avoid it, it was better to face it head-on.
“Would it be okay to do it today…… right after we go inside?”
Of course, this could only happen if Isaac agreed, so I cautiously asked.
“That’s fine.”
Isaac maintained a calm expression. I expected him to be a bit surprised by my suggestion to do it right away.
As I was lost in thought, his voice reached my ears.
“However, could you give me a little time? I wouldn’t want to serve you in an unclean state.”
“I can give you time, but what do you mean by unclean?”
“Would you not be displeased if I attended to you without washing?”
“Ah…….”
So that was what he meant.
I felt embarrassed for even considering the possibility that he might have been cursed in such a short time. After all, this was a game…… I found myself thinking in ways that were somewhat far from the norm.
“Please tell me what you wish for. If it’s your command, I will follow it no matter what.”
“No, that’s not necessary…….”
“It is necessary. What you desire is also my wish.”
His tone was so stiff that it felt mechanical. He was just as serious as he had been when we first met.
Even if I wanted to indulge in the illusion that he harbored unspoken feelings for me, the dryness and barrenness in his gaze made it impossible to deceive myself. It was clear that he placed utmost importance on duty alone.
Thanks to that, the racing of my heart gradually calmed down. I slowly opened my mouth.
“……It’s better if you wash up first.”
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Upon returning to the Princess’s Palace and expressing my desire to wash up, the maids sprang into action. I felt a mix of regret and relief as they unraveled the intricately braided sections of my hair, removed my makeup, and helped me out of my dress.
As I received their care, I opened my status window to check my mana accumulation.
[―Current Mana Accumulation: 68% (Normal)]
It had definitely increased noticeably. The last time I checked, it was at 59%.
After a bath that felt both short and long, I returned to my room, enveloped in the scent of the fragrant oil the maids had applied to my body.
“Soon, Lord Isaac will be here to see you.”
The maids bowed and left the room. Left alone, I sat on the bed, nervously toying with the long strands of hair cascading over one shoulder.
My fingertips trembled. No matter how much I tried to stay calm, it seemed I couldn’t help but feel conscious of the situation.
I heard footsteps approaching from a distance, followed by a light knock on the door.
“Your Highness, Princess. It’s Isaac Harsen. May I come in?”
“Ah…… Come in.”
Isaac entered the room. Unlike me, dressed only in a thin negligee, he was in a perfect uniform.
However, it wasn’t the same uniform I had seen at the banquet. His dark navy attire, darker than his eyes and without a cape, resembled what Reno usually wore.
‘Did he wear that uniform on the first day too?’
Seeing it felt familiar, but I couldn’t quite remember…….
Before long, Isaac approached the bed with precise steps and knelt in front of me.
“……?”
“Pardon me.”
He then grasped my calves and lifted my foot onto his thigh. I could feel well-toned muscles beneath the soles of my bare feet.
It was firm yet soft. And with every movement he made, I could sense the flexing of his muscles. I suddenly felt a bit strange and subtly turned my gaze away. But the sensation of my dress brushing against my legs quickly drew my attention back.
Isaac didn’t hesitate to lift the hem of my dress all the way up to my thighs and leaned down to press his lips against my skin.
“Ah.”
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