Even Though I was the Real Saint, I was Exiledā€”Which Means my Country is Finished Translation

10. I Became Beautiful

ā€œHow would you like the bath?ā€

As Abby wiped my body with a towel, she asked so.

After my body was wiped clean, I was taken to the bathroom.

How spaciousā€”!

It was even larger than that of the Kingdom of Verclaimā€™s.

Even though Lynchgiham was supposed to have scarce resources… or so said Prince Claude. He also mentioned something about Lynchgihamā€™s financial situation being not so good…

When I saw both the city and the castle, I immediately questioned that.

ā€œI, itā€™s truly comfortable…ā€

ā€œFufufu, Lady Eliane, why are you squatting in the bathroom? Could it be, you rarely use such a bathroom?ā€

Certainly… bathrooms were used exclusively by aristocrats.

When the commoners bathed, they usually did so in the public bath, and only once a week with the purpose of cleansing their bodies.

Once again, there was the fact that I was Prince Claudeā€™s fiancĆ©e.

ā€”Normally, Iā€™d be able to use the bathroom every day, however…

ā€œI wonder if itā€™s been three days ago, I was also in a rush at that time…ā€

ā€œIs that so? That should be normal, shouldnā€™t it?ā€

Abby was convinced.

In the first place, a saint should be allowed to take a bath every day.

However, in proportion to Claudeā€™s heart moving away from me, the number of times I could use the bathroom also grew more limited. At first, I could use it once every two days, then once every three days… finally, once a week.

In the end, not only could I only take a bath once a week, a time limit of 5 minutes was also imposed on me.

As such, there was no way I could dilly dally in washing my body.

Well, even so, I was grateful because being able to take a bath was still considered a luxury.

ā€œDespite such, Lady Eliane, your hair is very beautiful. As the same sex, Iā€™m jealous.ā€

ā€œIs that so?ā€

ā€œEven before you took a bath, it already looked immensely beautiful. But now, your hair resembles fine-quality jewels strewn around… now, you can go meet His Highness the King with confidence.ā€

ā€œT, thank you very much.ā€

For the first time, I was told that my hair was beautifulā€”

ā€”mumumu…

As I thought, there were various odd things regarding my former livelihood as a saint…

ā€œMe too, I also think that Abby is very beautiful.ā€

ā€œFufufu, flattery will get you nowhere…ā€

Even though I was being serious…

Abby also seemed to be the type who didnā€™t convey much through her facial expression…

…However, the smile she abruptly showed me looked super cute.

It made me want to pat her headā€”not like I could do that, though!

ā€œWell, then, Lady Eliane, please change into this dress. I shall give you a hand.ā€

ā€œYour help is appreciated.ā€

Saying that, Abby appeared with a beautiful white dress.

It was the type a queen would wear.

Wearing something like that… would that be alright?

I was confused, but I let Abby dress me up as I stood in front of the mirrorā€”

ā€”then.

ā€œAs I thought, youā€™re truly beautiful! Well, itā€™s said that a beauty will stay a beauty no matter what she wears… but you make even the dress look more beautiful, Lady Eliane!ā€

Abby said very excitedly.

Originally, Iā€™d humbly say, ā€œNo, thatā€™s not true…ā€

ā€”but such wasnā€™t the case that time.

T-thatā€™s me!?

It was as if I was reborn as a princess!

Abby also trimmed my hair. In front of the mirror, it was as if I was exuding my own radiance!

Itā€™s as if Iā€™m not looking at myself…

ā€œWhatā€™s wrong, Lady Eliane? Do, do you not like the dress!?ā€

Perhaps because I stood in a daze, Abby looked a little panicked.

Therefore, I immediately shook my hand in front of my face.

ā€œT, thatā€™s not it! Thank you for the wonderful dress. I was just moved, thatā€™s all!ā€

ā€œIf that is the truth, then Iā€™m relieved.ā€

Get a grip, me!

I was utterly moved, I was at loss for words…

Back in my former kingdom, I was told against attending dance parties, therefore I have almost never donned dressesā€”only once or twice, at max.

But that was a long time ago.

Claude didnā€™t let me attend dance parties. I am sure he at that time was already infatuated with Leticia, therefore he didnā€™t care about me.

Ah… the more I remembered Claude, the angrier I got.

I must forget about him.

ā€œEven so, is it okay for a commoner like me to receive an audience with His Highness the King?ā€

Since I was also a saint, back when I was still in the Kingdom of Verclaim, I often met with His Highness the Kingā€”but no one should know about that.

After I asked so anxiously,

ā€œWhat are you talking about? Iā€™ve heard from my Lordā€”youā€™re his benefactor. Weā€™re the ones who should be humble.ā€

ā€œIs that how it is…?ā€

ā€œBesides, His Highness the King treats commoners and the aristocrats equally. Even if youā€™re a commoner, there shouldnā€™t be a problem.ā€

Abby encouraged me.

ā€œI see…ā€

But I couldnā€™t help but worryā€”

ā€”am I nervous?

After all, I was about to meet the King of a kingdom. If I somehow behaved uncouthly, I didnā€™t know what would happen to me.

ā€œLady Eliane, excuse me…ā€

Perhaps feeling my anxiety, Abby hugged meā€”

ā€”mugyu.

ā€œ…!ā€

Due to its abruptness, I unconsciously leaned to Abby.

ā€œYou donā€™t have to worry about anything. Moreover, youā€™re a very beautiful person, His Highness the King will be surprisedā€”ā€˜how did my son managed to encounter such a beautiful woman!ā€™…ā€

ā€œA, Abby, youā€™re crushing me…ā€

ā€œForgive me.ā€

Abby quickly released me.

Her countenance reverted back to that of an iron mask.

ā€œAlright then, Lord Nigel should be returning, soon. If you still feel uneasy, Iā€™ll hug you again.ā€

ā€œI, Iā€™m fine, thank you!ā€

ā€œThatā€™s good.ā€

Thanks to her, some of my tension was relieved.

Abby… even though she looked young, she seemed to be a fairly competent maid.

If such was indeed the case, I felt I could relax and have an audience with His Highness the Kingā€”

ā€”from the bottom of my heart, I believed so.


***T/N: :> … *is visibly uncomfortable at the excessive amount of flatteries in this chapter*

ā€œHow would you like the bath?ā€

The original sentence was ‘How was your bath’. However, I took the liberty to reword it to ‘How’d you like your bath’ otherwise there’d be inconsistencies. :/

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