I Became a Barbarian's Bride - Chapter 40
The maid, dressed in a translucent silk outfit like a dancer’s costume, spun around in place and bowed.
Clink-, the jewelry clashed and flowed, making a splendid sound.
“Yes, nice to meet you.”
“Of course! I will serve you with all my heart.”
“I am Zaya. Likewise, I will be serving as Katun’s dedicated maid.”
“Yes, nice to meet you.”
Nisha slowly nodded in response.
‘I wonder if Mary and the others are doing okay.’
She thought she should mention that she wanted Mary to be one of her dedicated maids.
‘And there’s the matter of Rad and Mesh… It’s best to talk to His Highness about this.’
Thinking of various things, she took a deep breath and straightened her steps, following the two.
The castle, which appeared oddly small from the outside, felt immensely heavy, vast, and cold once inside.
Perhaps because it was built with carved stones, it was endlessly hot outside, but inside, it felt like she had entered a cave, with a chill in the air.
“This is the bedroom you will use, Tun!”
Anita opened the door wide, entered with a smiling face, and spread her arms wide.
Nisha entered, nodded, and scanned the room.
It was a very spacious room with only a bed, a desk, and a wardrobe in the middle of the empty space.
And to reiterate, it was incredibly spacious.
So spacious that it seemed to be the size of a small training ground.
“The furniture or items inside can be ordered as you like from the catalog. Kagan hardly touched anything so that you, Tun, could decorate it yourself.”
“…I see.”
Rather than luxurious, it felt strange, as if this treatment wasn’t really for a princess sent as a hostage.
“If you need anything, please let us know anytime.”
“Oh, sure.”
She tried hard not to show her bewildered face and sent the maids away first.
So far, she had lived almost entirely with Mary, her maid, in that small castle.
The gloomy castle rarely received supplies and lacked insulation, so her range of activities was mostly confined to one room.
Whenever the air got cold, her coughing worsened.
‘This is just temporary, and later he’ll take a new wife, right?’
Even with the oracle and all, Xieman’s view on marriage was quite open, so unless there was a custom of taking only one wife, it was likely he would have multiple wives.
Especially since she had heard that Xieman was quite open about s****l matters.
‘For now, am I just the only wife, so they gave me this room temporarily?’
Or maybe, since the castle was so large, they thought it was okay to give this kind of room to a nominally hostage wife.
Although she wasn’t treated as a hostage, she understood her position well.
She still didn’t quite know what that oracle exactly was.
‘Anyway, I mustn’t get complacent.’
She thought it might be a trap if she greedily took the kindness offered so eagerly, as if it were hers, only to be stabbed in the back later.
‘An oracle… it must mean there’s something they want.’
Looking around the large room, she sat down on the bed.
Soft—
Her eyes widened as the mattress sank beneath her.
“What is this?”
Pressing down with her palm, she marveled at its elasticity. She was used to the old, worn-out mattresses at the Roshan castle, so this was a novel feeling.
“I really thought it might be the worst.”
Surprisingly, being here might be better than being in Roshan.
Even if it was in a village so remote it was hard to tell where exactly it was.
She took off her uncomfortable cape and shoes, then slowly walked across the luxurious carpet laid over the marble floor and entered the bathroom.
The first night in the country, often labeled as a land of barbarians, wasn’t bad at all. She had already told the maids in advance not to come in, so she recharged her depleted life force.
