CHAPTER 10. I Became an Exclusive Attendant

T/N: the word attendant here can also be translated to nurse.

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“I’ll get off now.”

“Yes, yes!”

Clumsily stepping out of the carriage, Rosé’s mouth dropped open at the sight of a golden fence ten times her height.

Looking over the shoulders of the so-called White Knights, the imperial guards, the palace resembled a small city.

A large lake and garden whose width could not be estimated. A splendid palace that spread like a masterpiece behind it. The palace, which was separated by a lake, was so vast that it was impossible to see the end of the garden.

Several glass windows with gold frames could be seen in each building.

Rosé gave up counting up to one hundred and was speechless when she heard from the official that there were twenty more palaces behind the palace.

The fence opened around that time. The women standing in line elegantly walked past the White Knights, who had made their way. They were handmaidens who had come out of the First Princess Palace.

From the eldest daughter of a baron to the youngest daughter of a count, they were all young ladies from promising noble families, dressed in dresses that were modest by Monchen standards but colorful by Bistiman standards.

“Uh, hello….”

It was no wonder, then, that Rosé’s ridiculous first greeting was not accepted.

No one who wasn’t a member of the imperial family would take the Princess’ handmaiden lightly, but there was no way a peasant from Bistiman could know that.

The youngest daughter of a viscount family, who was the oldest among them, took out a black blindfold from her handbag with a snicker.

“Come on, let’s move.”

“Uh, wait, why the blindfold…!”

Handmaidens came up from both sides and grabbed Rosé’s arms. Without a word, the blindfold was placed over her face.

At that time, Rosé didn’t know that it was customary to bring in a stranger to the princess’s palace.

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And now, with a black blindfold over her eyes, Rosé was on her way to the palace. Handmaidens flanked her on either side, in front of and behind her, like detectives escorting a criminal.

After walking for about an hour, one of the leading maids suddenly stopped with a thud.

“When you enter the competition room, be sure to keep your mouth shut. You must not show any disrespect to the princess.”

Someone shoved Rosé into the room. She stumbled into the bidding chamber, her eyes darting around, searching for unfamiliar scents. The smell of various perfumes wafted through the air, just like in the government office.

As she concentrated, she heard breathing sounds from someone other than the maids on both sides. Were they other applicants like her? It was clear that they were all highly skilled, having passed through the endless waiting line and made it to the palace.

Rosé swallowed her dry saliva and straightened her posture. Although she didn’t know how the hiring process worked, she knew that first impressions were the most important in any interview.

She straightened her shoulders and pushed her chest forward. She even tightened her stomach to avoid having a pot belly. Suddenly, a strong lavender scent wafted from somewhere. It was not a chemically refined perfume, but a pure and soft fragrance.

The sound of high-quality muslin cloth lightly brushing against the marble floor echoed in the room. Then, all the breathing sounds that had been mixed together in the competition room suddenly stopped.

Rosé instinctively knew that the First Princess had entered the competition room.

“Respected Princess, these are the last applicants for your attendants today.”

Clearing her throat, the maid began to recite the names of the applicants, their origins, and their families. Most of them were young women from noble families belonging to the imperial family.

Unlike the manorial aristocracy¹a system of land ownership and social organization; structured society around manors or large estates, with aristocrats, known as seigneurs, exercising control. that still occupied the free provinces, they had long ago sworn allegiance to the imperial family and were guaranteed administrative power.

So it was natural that their daughters would serve in the imperial palace.

Rosé squeezed and released her sweaty hands as her name was called out. It was a job worth 800 silla. She had to stand out among all the other candidates.

When the last name was finally called out, the maids hurriedly walked up to the applicants and grabbed their shoulders.

Rosé was no exception. Suddenly, her shoulder strap was grabbed, and she struggled against the maid’s arm.

‘Why are you doing this?’

Rosé wrestled with the handmaiden who was trying to pull down her shoulder strap. Then, the maid-in-charge let out an annoyed sigh.

“Can you just stay still for a moment?”

“Ah!”

The thin shoulder strap that had barely been supporting her chest slid down, and her br*asts bounced out impatiently.

Rosé blushed and covered her chest with both hands. Soon, the strict disapproval of the handmaid fell.

“Show respect in front of the princess!”

A cane suddenly appeared and lightly slapped the back of Rosé’s hand as it passed by. What does showing her bare chest have to do with respect anyway.

Rosé was unjustly treated, but she felt that if she caused any more commotion, she would be charged with treason against the imperial family, so ultimately she had no choice but to lower her hands discreetly.

‘No, why what kind of attendant are you looking for that you’d check my chest?’

In a state of confusion, Rosé’s thought sadly turned out to be the correct answer.

Inside the quiet competition room, fourteen noble young ladies, just like Rosé, were whispering and pointing fingers at each other.

Unlike Rosé, who was unaware of everything, these girls were well-informed about the progress of the examination through their family connections.

They were known as the ‘Chest Examiners.’

When the handmaidens asked the princess, who suffered from severe social phobia, if it would be a good idea to hire a nurse, that was the condition the princess reluctantly put forward.

According to rumors, she had been seriously ill since childhood and couldn’t even breastfeed. Perhaps she longed for her mother’s love.

Even as a child, when selecting playmates, the princess had always preferred large br*asts.

Although she distanced herself from people during adolescence, fortunately, her preference for large br*asts remained, and she actively participated in the selection of an attendant.

The sound of the princess’s footsteps could be heard in the distance. Rosé tensed up and hunched her shoulders.

It was extremely embarrassing to reveal her bare chest at their first meeting. She felt so ashamed that she might go crazy.

She curled her toes, but suddenly, silently praying for this moment to end, and an unfamiliar breath tickled her forehead.

It was that lavender scent from earlier. It was the princess. She had walked up to Rosé.

“……”

“……”

Rosé couldn’t have imagined it, but at that moment, the princess looked at her chest as if she had found a lost cat after ten years.

The sound of her racing heart reached Rosé’s ears.

At that moment, the princess reached out towards Rosé’s chest. Although she didn’t touch it like she was touching something precious, if there were no one else around, she would have squeezed it until the milk burst out.

The sight of the princess doing such a thing made the maids widen their eyes.

The princess, who had never come close despite glancing at countless young ladies’ chests, reached out towards Rosé’s chest, even though she didn’t actually touch it.

The princess turned around and looked at the group of waiting maids. Then, without hesitation, she pointed at Rosé with her finger.

“Oh my goodness.”

“Your Highness, is it…?”

“Finally…!”

Rosé raised her head in surprise and delight at the murmurs of the maids, as if she was being embraced by their excitement. What on earth was happening?

Although she understood that the princess was standing in front of her, she couldn’t grasp what it meant.

The sudden commotion from the maids quickly resolved Rosé’s curiosity.

“Is it over?”

“Is this really the end?”

“Can’t you give us one more chance?”

“Please look at my chest too, Your Highness…!”

Except for Rosé, the other applicants were eventually led out of the competition room by the maids.

Faint voices of eagerness and sighs of disappointment could be heard intermittently, but the princess did not react.

Finally, inside the quiet competition room, Rosé looked around for a maid who could explain the current situation.

But there were only two people left in the competition room now—the princess and her.

The princess stared at Rosé, who was fidgeting nervously, for a moment and then gently lifted the strap of her dress. The milk that had settled down flowed back into the soft silk fabric and gathered in the middle.

Startled by the warm touch, Rosé opened her rabbit-like eyes under the blindfold. The princess smiled softly and untied the black ribbon that covered Rosé’s eyes.

Snap…

Rosé, who had reflexively squinted her eyes against the sunlight, slowly opened them after a while. She saw the princess looking down at her.

And unknowingly, Rosé let out a sigh.

Long lemon-colored hair that reached down to her waist, a small face like a white jade, and flawlessly sculpted features.

Golden eyes that seemed to draw you in, lips as red as cherries without any makeup, rosy cheeks, and a distinct jawline.

It’s a beauty that makes you wonder why a peasant like ‘Rosé Mora,’ should be the protagonist of this transmigration story.

The princess shyly lowered her head, as if she were embarrassed by the glint in Rosé’s eyes. Then she opened a notebook and wrote something down with a pencil.

[Rosé, I want to appoint you as my attendant. Will you allow me?]

How can her personality be so kind? Rosé, who had forgotten the absurd chest examination in no time, eagerly nodded her head.

The princess smiled without a trace of mischief. Her slightly raised red lips melted Rosé’s heart.

[Thank you. I’ll rely on you from now on.]

But at that moment.

Ariel Valeriana (S-Tier)

Traits: First Princess of the Kithlode Empire, she is known by many as a sickly woman. However, due to the boundary incident that occurred in the palace 19 years ago, she suffers from severe social anxiety disorder but is physically a very robust male.

Appearance: Lemon-colored hair and light golden eyes. Masculine features are not prominent due to the extremely slow development of his secondary s*xual characteristics.

g*nitalia: Left-side leaning. Very pale ivory color. Slightly thin size. Average t*sticles. Very strong output. Right angle. Very strong rigidity.

Average Monthly ej*culation Frequency: 0.4 times.

Pubic Hair: None.

Reward: Sensuality 8, Etiquette 9.

Hidden f*tish: Voyeurism.

‘Huh?’

Rosé blinked her eyes, wondering if she had seen something wrong. But the target card was still floating above the princess’s head.

Target cards do not appear on women. Didn’t she already confirm that during the previous boundary?

‘The princess is actually a man?’

With one corner of her mouth raised in disbelief, Rosé, disregarding her manners, looked at the princess’s chest.

Beneath the white muslin fabric, the princess’s flat chest was plain and unremarkable.

With a curious smile, Rosé lowered her gaze further.

‘There are so many women with small chests. Even I was… huh?’

Eventually, Rosé’s gaze landed between the princess’s legs.

Rosé blinked her eyes. Something slightly raised, like a mushroom, could be seen on the princess’s left thigh.

The princess left these words for Rosé, who was staring intently at her leg.

[What’s wrong? Did I make you uncomfortable?]

‘I think you’re the one who’s uncomfortable here… Your Highness.’

Rosé muttered inwardly as she noticed the mushroom growing larger. The beloved first princess of the Kithlode Empire was actually a man. For some reason, Rosé couldn’t help but let out an awkward laugh at the princess who dresses as a woman.

[If it doesn’t make you uncomfortable, let’s spend the night together in my bedroom, Rosé.]

Rosé received the princess’s expectant gaze with a mechanical nod. But her mind was filled with nothing but lascivious thoughts.

‘Tonight.’

‘Together.’

‘My bedroom.’

Rosé’s mind spun around in circles.

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