Is it not permissible for a villain to enjoy rolling [9]
The scene inside the room had completely changed.
The antique furniture was covered with shiny fabrics, and on the cracked wall hung frames of cute animal pictures.
'What the heck is going on here...?'
In every corner of the room, near the bed and at the window, vases filled with flowers were placed.
But what made me panic more than anything else was...
The bed is decorated with pink pleated skirts and ribbons and flowing curls.
It was not just the covers, but even a light, transparent fabric that was hung over the bed like a curtain.
Before I left the room, it was just a regular old room, but now it looked like something seen in a Disney movie.
It's true that the furniture looks very luxurious...but
'This is not my taste at all!'
The decor style was completely out of my league.
It is true that the old room was old and dark, but it had a special atmosphere that I liked very much.
'...Do I have to put everything back the way it was?'
Impossible. How can I handle all of this on my own?
As I stared transfixed into the room, I heard a voice behind me.
“Oh! Miss Saint...!”
It was a girl dressed as a maid.
Her face seemed somewhat familiar, and upon closer inspection I remembered that she was one of the workers I had seen on the farm.
She hurriedly bowed down, then said in confusion:
“I didn't expect you to come back so soon, I apologize. I intended to finish everything before you arrived...”
“Finish everything? So this room...”
“We have received permission from the master to prepare the saint’s residence. As for the rest of the servants, they are looking for more things to decorate the room. The kitchen maids are preparing the saint’s meal...”
'Aha, looks like I found the culprits.'
Rather, it is correct to say, all the culprits.
“I appreciate that, but there's no need. I'm fine like this.”
I thought a little about what to say, then smiled deliberately and continued:
“If this is out of guilt, believe me, it's okay. I don't care at all.”
“…Miss Saint...”
The maid mumbled in a hoarse voice.
“Oh, then please don’t call me Saint. Just call me Lizzie.”
This title does not suit me at all.
“…N-Yes, Miss Lizzy.”
“I would like you to return the room to its previous state, if possible...”
“What? But the old room was no match at all for Miss Lizzy—I mean, for Miss Lizzy!”
The maid shouted with a surprised face:
“We all agreed on that. Miss Lizzy’s residence should look more appropriate to her status.”
'In their eyes... how exactly do they see me?'
The maid, not caring about my thoughts, bit her lip and continued:
“Everyone is grateful to Miss Lizzy and feels guilty too. What you told us at the farm was true. We were just looking for someone to take out our anger on...”
“…….”
“I don’t know if this is enough of an apology, but… at least we want to make Miss Lizzy’s stay at Cayenne House more comfortable.”
She said that, then put her hand on her chest and looked at me seriously.
“That's why we started tidying up the room first. The previous room was… how should I say… too dark for a noble like you.”
'But I loved that dark atmosphere! It's my taste!'
‘Haha, then Nabila?! If they had seen my room in my previous life, they would have been terrified and fainted.'
“Thank you, but...don't you see that the room is now too luxurious?”
“Everything is of the finest quality. There is nothing in Cayenne House of poor quality, but this time, with the master’s approval, we used the most expensive and best materials ever.”
She said that with obvious pride.
“From the covers to the rugs, everything was made by hand. We arranged it exactly to Miss Lizzy's taste.”
Then she pointed to a painting of a puppy hanging on the wall, and her eyes filled with expectation:
“These I chose myself, and I imagine what would please Miss Lizzy. A pure person like you must like these things, right?”
“…….”
'It's true that she's cute...but she's not my taste at all!'
'Besides, I'm not as pure as you think...'
‘I like things that are sexy, daring, and things that have a sense of sin. This is exactly why I loved the original gloomy atmosphere of Cayenne House…!’
The bed is decorated with pink pleated skirts and ribbons and flowing curly decorations. And a funny dog painting?!
‘Not every so-called saint is into these things, okay?!’
Words of objection reached my throat, but I stifled them.
After all, they were making an effort for me out of good faith, and I didn't want the relationship to become strained again.
“Haha… Of course I’m happy. But actually I was satisfied with the original room as well. It’s true that you called it dark, but I liked the atmosphere of Cayenne House as it was.”
'You see what I mean? Restore the decor as it was, please.'
But as soon as I said that, the maid slowly raised her hand to cover her mouth.
“…Miss Lizzie…you truly are an angel!”
…What?
No, I only meant to express my taste...
At that moment, we spotted the employees who were walking up the stairs.
Each of them had something in their hand.
A doll that looks expensive, a pillow decorated with lots of decorative folds of fabric and a basket full of flowers…
'...They must not give me all this, right?'
But sometimes surprises take you by surprise.
The staff started placing everything at my feet one by one.
“We're sorry, Miss Saint.”
“We made it especially for you, Miss Saint. Everything in Cayenne’s house is rather creepy, and we couldn’t put any of that in your room...”
The maid who was talking to me opened her mouth and said:
"Stop, everyone. We have misunderstood Miss Lizzy's feelings. Miss Lizzy likes her original room."
'Yes, this is exactly what I wanted...!'
I thought someone finally understood my taste, but she said, her eyes shining with tears:
“She said she likes Cayenne's house the way it is. She understands how we feel because we lived here...!”
Her tear-streaked voice seemed to be filled with sincere admiration.
بدأت علامات التأثر تظهر على وجوه الموظفين الآخرين أيضًا.
“How is it possible... despite our mistake...?”
“We will serve Miss Lizzy faithfully throughout her stay in Cayenne.”
The staff muttered “Miss Lizzie…!” One by one, some of them bowed before me.
'...Is this finally a good thing?'
It was a bit ridiculous, but I had no choice but to accept.
"Thank you all. I'm tired now and want to rest a little. Can you make the arrangements later?"
The employees nodded their heads.
“إذا احتجتِ أي شيء فقط نادي علينا.”
“We'll tidy up the whole room for you, Miss Lizzy! We'll leave these things temporarily at the door.”
'There's no need for that.'
I smiled silently, nodded my head goodbye, and then entered the room.
Even after closing the door, the staff kept giving me looks so full of love that it became exhausting.
Their gazes were as if they were seeing the most delicate and pure being in the world.
“Haha…”
She laughed sheepishly and closed the door.
I was greeted by a room filled with decorated folds of fabric and sparkling lightning.
“……”
أظن أنني لم أكن أحب هذا النوع من الأشياء حتى عندما كنت في السابعة من عمري…
'I'll ask Huan later to change it for me.'
I lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling.
'I'll get some sleep and then start getting ready right away...'
في الواقع، منذ اللحظة التي قبل فيها أركل الاقتراح، كان لا بد أن يلبّي طلبي.
Succeeding the deal with Gillian Morell was a relatively easy task.
ابتسمت ابتسامة ماكرة وأغمضت عيني بهدوء.
Sorry, Gillian, you're going to have to be a bit of a victim.
Then why are you trying to scam.
❖ ❖ ❖
In the dusk of the evening, Gillian Morell entered the Chateau de Caen and looked around.
'Really… this is much bigger than what I've heard about.'
He was surprised by its size, which was comparable to royal palaces, but he did not show any emotion, took off his coat and handed it to the maid.
“I will show you to the dinner room.”
“لا، أولًا أريد مقابلة الأمير كايين.”
“You mean Mr. Arkell?”
"Yes."
Jillian nodded and started walking.
The maid tried to follow him, but he said:
“No need, I know the place. They told me to go alone to talk to him secretly.”
The maid looked at him for a moment, then nodded and left.
بينما يصعد الدرج، تمتم جيليان بسخرية:
'Stupidity.'
There was no warning at all.
فكرة أنه سيجتمع مع أركل كانت مجرد كذبة.
Since ancient times, it was very difficult to enter the Cayenne Palace, and when Arkell sent out the invitation, it was not only Gillian who was astonished, but the entire Muriel family.
As he entered, Gillian was intent on exploring the entire house.
Maybe he will find something unexpected.
Fortunately, the staff seemed busy preparing dinner.
وصل جيليان إلى أحد الممرات وخفّض صوته وتفقد المكان.
'There doesn't seem to be anything special here... What is this?'
In front of a door at the end of the corridor, strange things were piled up: baskets of flowers, pillows decorated with delicate lace, dolls wearing dresses...
'strange. Is there a little girl in Cayenne Palace?'
As far as he knew, there was no one who liked this kind of thing.
'Then why...?'
Curiosity got the better of Gillian and he grabbed the doorknob, and was surprised when it actually opened.
He looked into the room warily, his eyes widening.
The room was garishly decorated, and on the edge of the bed sat the girl he knew well.
“It can't be...”
Her silver hair sparkled, and Lizzy Alheim turned her head.
"Oh, my God!"
Gillian quickly entered the room and hugged her tightly.
“There I have you, Lizzy!”
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Translated by: Snow
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