All right, then.


    I clenched my fists and dered.


    Then, I must do better for the Empress dowager.


    Huh? Why all of a sudden?


    Damian looked back at me with a puzzled face.


    Based on what you told me, Her Majesty, the Empress dowager saved his Highnesss life, right?


    Well, yes, but


    In other words, thanks to Her Majesty, I and your Highness were able to meet like this.


    I stretched my chest and asked again.


    So, shes the person I should be thankful to, right?


    ..Thats right.


    Damian immediately turned the other way, pretending nothing happened but I already saw it.


    Damians ears sure do have a way of turning cherry red!


    I poked Damian side.


    Hey, your highness. Be honest, you feel better, right? After saying it out loud?


    Its not like that. Arent you being overly conscious?


    Damian raised his voice in a fit.


    Aww, thats cute.


    I looked at Damian with tears in my eyes as I held back myughter.


    Actually, something thats been on my mind countless times ever since Margrave Antes entered the pce was the female protagonist.


    I came to the conclusion that the one who holds the key to Damians happiness is Sienna, the heroine.


    So after raising Damian well, lets send him off nicely when Sienna appears.


    If I do this Damian will surely be happy this time, right?


    And if Sienna saves Damian, his desire for revenge will cease.


    Yes, this is right.


    I made up my mind but couldnt help but feel so heartbroken.


    And a few dayster.


    As I stepped into the Empress dowagers pce, I heard an unpleasant whisper.


    The source of the whispers were several maids gathered together.


    Is that child the maid of the Empress?


    Oh, you mean that little maid that the Empress personally brought with her?


    Come to think of it, I heard that she wasing today..


    Just because youre treated as a maid in the Empresss pce, youre not going to give us orders, are you? said one maid loudly in a condescending manner.


    The maids frowned among themselves, squinting at me with an air of hostility as they grumbled.


    Ugh.


    I let out a deep sigh.


    It was because I felt all too familiar with this hostile feeling.


    This is exactly the same atmosphere I felt when I first entered the Empresss Pce, isnt it?


    Nothing has changed since then.


    Even the gossip is simr!


    How do I handle this? I whispered.


    In principle, I can punish the maids myself.


    However, even if I reprimand them.


    Its a relief she wont talk back, said one maid.


    Its better if I dont pick a fight with these maids.


    Probably because Im at a young age, its problematic when no matter how much I talk, my ears just wont listen.


    And its a problem to be too mature.


    I remembered what Damian told me before, that Im not like a five-year-old but Im like a five-hundred-year-old. I dont want that to happen again, now do I?


    After contemting deeply, my eyes lit up with a wickedly cunning n in mind.


    Then


    Should I try making a scene?


    I just want these territorial maids to see me as a young maid.


    As thoughts rushed at the same time, I set my n in motion and started by frowning a lot.


    Sad thoughts. Sad thoughts. You have to think sad thoughts.


    Lets recall the sadness of losing thest remaining sausage to Damian.


    Im trying my best to cry! These tears wille out somehow or another!


    Heh, heh heh


    My efforts had paid off, tears began to swell in my eyes.


    The maids who pretended to not pay attention, stiffened their shoulders in surprise when they sneaked nces at me.


    What, what?


    Why are you crying all of a sudden?


    The maids looked at each other in bewilderment.


    I burst into tears and dashed into the pce.


    Hey, maid!


    The ce I was heading to was the supervisors office, where one of the handmaidens to the Empress dowager was staying.


    Whoo! Its a good thing I knew where I was in advance!


    At the most convenient time, the handmaiden was in the supervisory office.


    Wait, little maid! eximed one of the maids.


    Wait a minute! yelled another maid.


    The surprised maids had followed after me, they looked as if they were going to faint.


    Either way, I bursted into tears again in front of the supervisors office door.


    Ha-ah, ah-ah.handmaiden!


    Oh, my. Whats this fuss about?


    She had suddenly opened the door and came out, frowning involuntarily at the sight before her.


    Why is Charlize crying?


    Well, we dont know either! responded one of the maids, still panting.


    She just suddenly bursted into tears and ran all the way here!


    Excuse me?


    You talked behind my back. You wanted me to hear you, now youre saying We dont know either! Are you going toe up with excuses next?


    I sobbed andined to the handmaiden in the most pitiful voice possible.


    Madame, these maids must hate me.


    ..What do you mean?


    Yes, I mean..