# Chapter 39: 39
—The lady's bedroom is here and her dressing room is inside. You can use everything here comfortably. If you need anything else, don't hesitate to…
—I think there was a mistake.
Allen, who was showing Radis around, looked back after hearing her say this.
-Sorry?
—This room is too big.
Radis struggled to think of what to say.
It was clear that there had been a mistake.
Perhaps Yves Russell told his employees that Radis was a "guest."
That's why Allen had thought that Radis was someone who had to be treated well, that's why that room was prepared. He had to inform Allen first before he could get into trouble.
But she didn't want to say it like she was blaming Allen for the mistake.
With a smile stiff with tension, Radis spoke.
—I don't need a room that big. A small bedroom would be enough.
Allen's eyes trembled.
However, as an experienced butler, he quickly regained his composure.
—Miss Radis, I have only followed Milord's orders.
-That…?
“Marquis Russell always treats guests who visit his estate accordingly, and Miss Radis is a deserving guest.”
—…
—My lord ly will call before dinner begins. In the meantime, you can rest well. And if you need something, you can always pull this rope.
Allen bowed politely and walked out the door.
And so Radis was alone in that spacious room.
She was about to leave her bag on the table, but thought better of it and simply left it on the floor.
He walked over to a vase of fresh flowers, which looked like they had just been picked from the garden, and smelled them. Then, with his hands clasped like a squirrel, he looked at the paintings hanging on the walls of the living room.
In display cases on each wall were colorful tea sets, plates, and ornamental pottery that, at first glance, definitely looked expensive. He wondered if they could simply be used as tableware.
When he saw that, Radis was scared.
“If someone steals this from me, will I have to compensate them?”
Radis carefully opened the closet door.
Fortunately, the cabinet was locked, but the glass was so thin that it would easily break with a single blow.
“If I hear something break, I'll have to run out to catch the thief.”
After making a strange promise, Radis picked up his luggage and entered the room that Allen showed him earlier.
—…
The living room made her sigh, but the bedroom was even more disturbing.
By the window was a quaint marble table that would be perfect for a princess of a kingdom to use, and there was a silver candelabra placed above it.
Furthermore, the walls were covered with silk wallpaper with gold coverings, and there was even a gold vase on the bedside table.
Dark clouds hovered over Radis's face the moment he saw that vase.
—It's not solid gold, right?
Radis looked at the vase containing white roses with a serious expression.
—It should be gold-plated… it has to be.
However, even if it was only gold plated, it still looked extremely expensive.
Radis, very carefully and with both hands, pushed the vase towards the wall, as far as he could.
Even if it was placed there by mistake, if it hit this while I'm sleeping by mistake...
It was a terrifying thought.
And then there was the bed.
It was a spacious bed that could easily fit two or three people. He could even train his canopy fencing if he wanted. It was a beautiful, ornate bed, and he could imagine a princess lying there with her golden hair spread around her.
Radis extended a testing hand and then pressed the sheets.
The silk fabric was infinitely soft and smooth. It looked like a cloud.
A sigh flowed out on its own.
—Aah...
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After changing into the cleanest shirt and pants he had, Radis waited anxiously for Yves Russell.
There was only one thought in his mind.
—This is not right.
Yves Russell could be under a serious misunderstanding.
She seemed to be delusional enough to think that Prince Olivier had fallen in love with her at first sight when all she saw was a chivalrous act on the prince's part when he helped Radis up after she tripped.
Otherwise, that kind of deal would simply be absurd.
—I don't deserve to be pampered like this...
As she sighed, Radis suddenly found herself reflected in the vanity mirror.
He looked like a shepherd boy who had a gloomy expression after having all his sheep stolen.
—Does Prince Olivier like me? That doesn't make sense. Wouldn't it be more plausible to believe that I was the one who fell in love with him?
The moment his thoughts went crazy to that point, Radis was shocked to see how he blushed so much that even his neck and forehead were bright red.
-I? It's me? My... Does my face turn this red when I feel embarrassed?
She had never had a large mirror before, and had never blushed in front of one, so it was the first time she had seen herself like this.
As he looked at his own face curiously, the red color gradually disappeared and his skin returned to its original complexion.
—Was I so red when I met the prince? Then he would have looked like a red person carrying a pink sponge. Maybe it would have looked more like a cooked shrimp and not even a human being...
Valiz