VIP Chapter 477: Secretly Resurrected, Stunning Everyone
Today was the first day maid Charlotte would serve Treya face-to-face, one-on-one.
This task was usually done on a shift system, and she had waited a long time for this chance to personally serve Treya!
Before knocking, she had recited the maid’s rules countless times in her heart, especially the rules after Will had “died.”
Rule number one: Never contradict any description Treya makes of Will.
Rule number two: Never take your eyes off the direction she’s looking when Treya and Will are speaking.
Rule number three: Never believe Will truly exists; it is a delusion of Her Majesty Treya.
Rule number four: However, you must act as if he is alive in front of Her Majesty Treya.
Rule number five: Those who cross the line are dead.
“Her Majesty Treya, good morning. I will be responsible for your personal care today. I shall escort you to breakfast now. The meeting will begin in about an hour. If you need your hairstyle to be arranged, please inform me…”
As a maid, Charlotte, who had rehearsed the “phrases to say to Her Majesty” countless times, stopped halfway through her speech.
“Yo! Good morning! Miss Maid! Are you here to serve us today?”
Standing in the room was…
A brown-haired young man, wearing a monocle on one side, with deep blue eyes. He exuded an air of noble young master’s dignity, but his smile made him seem calculating and difficult to deal with.
And…
“Why are you standing at the door? Aren’t you supposed to be styling Miss Treya’s hair? It looks like you’ve styled it quite well, so come in. Don’t mind us, Treya and I have never been the type to strictly follow the Entak family rules.”
He was very skilled at “sweet talk,” but he was always enthusiastic, even towards his subordinates.
Moreover, he would steer conversations and situations in the direction he desired.
This…
Could this person be the legendary Will Systom?!
It was him, it was him, it was him?!
The white moonlight in Treya’s heart, the Will Systom who was theoretically dead in the dungeon, the least favored youngest young master of the Hysterm Family?!
Charlotte’s hands, holding the grooming tools, began to tremble.
Her smile was frozen, unable to go up or down.
“Rule number three: Never believe Will truly exists; it is a delusion of Her Majesty Treya.”
Could rule number three actually be true?!
No, no, no, no, no. It must be fake.
How could someone everyone knew was dead suddenly appear here?!
“Will, it’s not necessary. I’ve already done it myself.”
A moment later, what made Charlotte’s vision go dark was Treya placing a silver hairpin in the wrong position. Her hairstyle was clearly done by blindly imitating a mirror, then curled and pushed up haphazardly.
Treya’s beautiful silver hair, after her own manipulations, looked extremely comical.
However, Charlotte felt that Her Majesty must have put in some effort.
Because if Treya had just woken up and done nothing, her hair wouldn’t have become this messy bird’s nest.
She looked up slightly at Will. For the first time, Charlotte saw a hint of “tender affection” in Treya’s usually expressionless eyes, as if…
She was expecting Will’s praise?
The moment Will saw Treya, he seemed to suppress a smile, covered his mouth, and then pondered as if evaluating, murmuring.
“Hmm… this hairstyle…”
Charlotte thought, this really won’t do, will it!
It absolutely won’t do!
How could the supreme ruler of the Entak Empire wear such a hairstyle…
“Uh, that… perhaps I should still style it for Her Majesty…”
“It’s quite good! So this is how you style your hair yourself, Treya, it’s beyond my imagination!”
He even reached out his hand towards Treya’s hair, tidied stray strands, and tucked the curls that had become matted from not using water behind her ear.
He…
He touched Treya?!
And he could tuck her hair behind her ear?!
Was he a real person?!
He wasn’t some ghost?!
This one action caused a huge shock in Charlotte’s heart.
Charlotte rubbed her eyes and looked away.
No, no, no. She couldn’t look again at a resurrected ghost who had appeared out of nowhere!
Had she not drunk a cup of hot water when she woke up this morning? Wasn’t she awake yet?
“Rule number two: Never take your eyes off the direction she’s looking when Treya and Will are speaking.”
Suddenly, she realized she had broken another ironclad rule!
“Beyond your imagination?”
Treya tilted her head, her pointed elf ears twitching up and down, as if she couldn’t understand the meaning of the sentence.
“How should I put it? It feels like an elf huntress who got lost in the forest for several days and couldn’t find the exit, styling her hair right after waking up in the morning?”
“Pfft…”
Upon hearing this description, Charlotte couldn’t help but burst out laughing, losing even the maid etiquette she had been trained in for a long time.
She confirmed it…
This man before her…
Was truly “Will.”
Although she had never met him in person, according to the laundry room seniors who had surprisingly not been fired after four to five years in the royal family…
Will was someone who often “said surprising things,” speaking bizarrely without realizing it.
“…Um? Sorry, I don’t quite understand…”
Treya tilted her head, along with her completely messed-up hairstyle, as if she hadn’t understood Will’s description at all.
“Are you praising me?”
Treya asked a bit confusedly.
“That’s right, it’s a compliment! This way is the cutest.”
“Okay. Then there’s no need to fix my hair. Take me to the dining hall.”
Treya, with her half-bird’s nest hairstyle, walked past Charlotte.
“Eh? Then, then, then… Your Majesty, please reconsider… Is this really okay?”
“Rule number one: Never contradict any description Treya makes of Will.”
Charlotte remembered this rule and stopped.
“Because Will said it’s cute, so it’s fine. What’s wrong?”
“Hahaha… that’s because everything Treya does is cute.”
Will walked out of the room with a grin.
“Will, today’s breakfast should have the pork floss cake you used to love.”
“Oh? Isn’t that perfect?”
The two spoke to each other naturally, as if this were just an ordinary morning after they had woken up and were slowly heading to the dining hall.
There was no strangeness of “a dead person coming back to life.”
No ominous feeling of “something that shouldn’t exist has reappeared.”
It was as if they had spent their days like this for a very long time.
Charlotte nervously followed behind them.
During the walk from the room to the reception hall, she rubbed her eyes seventeen times, observed the light on Will twenty times, and stared at Will’s shadow eighty times.
“Rule number four: However, you must act as if he is alive in front of Her Majesty Treya.”
—But he seems to be truly alive!
“Rule number five: Those who cross the line are dead.”
—I’m finished, I’m finished, I’m finished.
—It’s only my first day serving Her Majesty Treya, and I’m already hallucinating? And I’ve broken almost all the rules?!
As she thought this, she bumped into someone.
“Ah, you seem a bit absent-minded. What’s wrong? Is there something a·bout me?”
Looking up, Will gently adjusted his monocle. His accessories were also real, and when he moved, they perfectly reflected the bright sunlight of the day.
One light purple eye looked at her, while the other was almost completely obscured by the reflection of the monocle.
Although his tone was pleasant and teasing, Charlotte felt a strong sense of pressure.
“No problem, no problem. His Highness Prince Will would never have any problems…”
He and Treya stood at the door. After opening it, there were more servants in the palace.
“I must have made a mistake, it’s okay. Maybe everyone outside can’t see him… it’s just my problem alone…”
“Alright. Since you say there’s no p·r·o·b·l·e·m, let’s continue, Your Majesty Treya.”
Will took Treya’s hand and pushed the door open—
“Everyone, I’m back!”
And then…
Charlotte saw on the faces of almost everyone who passed them…
The same expressions as hers…
Shock, disbelief, incredulity, yet having to believe…
…expressions.
