The gentle sunlight streamed into the clean white room, making it feel like we were floating in the ocean. Behind my closed eyelids, a kaleidoscope of rainbow lights appeared and disappeared in my drowsy slumber. The sound of water droplets falling from the tap and the soft friction of palms against skin echoed faintly, creating a soothing tranquility.
The fragrant scent of flowers and fruit peels filled the bathroom, deepening our breaths. It felt as if our daily fatigue and bodily stiffness were being released and rising to the heavens. We were melting like tunas on top of fluffy towels used as pillows and sheets.
“Ah… this feels so good…” Luna Maria muttered in a half-conscious state.
“True… it feels like we’re in heaven…” Miranda agreed in a slurred tone.
Heaven, huh? I thought back to when we seemed to have gone close to it. There were only clouds, but they certainly felt fluffy.
After everyone had finished shopping, we left the bazaar and returned from the convent to the Morgan mansion. I casually suggested to the maids that we have a massage with aromatic oils, which everyone was thrilled about.
Women especially love things like this. It smells good, and most importantly, it makes our hair and skin beautiful, feels good, and relieves fatigue.
So, here we were, lying on massage beds in the mansion’s guest bathroom-cum-massage room, fully enjoying a moment of bliss as we received aromatic oil massages. Miranda, Karina, Sonia, Luna Maria, and I.
Abby, who had come to choose the aromatic oils, selected a unique oil for each person according to their preferences. She was only twelve years old, but she seemed to have the talent to be a future gardener, knowledge about plants in general, and an aptitude for magic. At the Morgan mansion, Abby had been in charge of the garden, the arrangement of flowers in the mansion, and the selection of aromatic oils for about a year.
Abby also chose my perfumes and aromatic oils, and I really liked them. Earth magic really is a woman’s best friend.
“I feel like I could fall asleep right now…”
“We can’t… people from a warrior’s family can’t show their backs and sleep…”
I couldn’t help but laugh at Sonia’s warrior-like words as she held back Karina, who was on the verge of falling asleep.
“Sonia, it’s fine. You can sleep.”
I was also about to doze off, but I couldn’t. I raised my face slightly and saw Mira’s navy-blue eyes. Mira gave me a subtle nod.
(Yes…!)
It seemed to have gone well.
Yes. I had invited everyone to my house to have Mira take Luna’s body measurements under the guise of a massage.
In the end, Luna bought several daily necessities at the bazaar. It seemed she couldn’t find a dress she liked.
That’s fine. The Morgan mansion has a guest dress room filled with dresses of various sizes prepared for sudden soirees during stays. To avoid going out of fashion, our in-house fashion designer also comes to replace them every season.
I’m sure Luna will find a dress she likes.
After the bath and massage, I plan to naturally guide everyone to the guest closet room, enjoy dress-up while getting ready, and enjoy doing hair and makeup.
If I give Luna and everyone the dresses they like, Luna can get dresses, shoes, and accessories without feeling burdened.
Then Luna can go to the soiree, right?
Ideally, it would be best if Luna could accept the invitation from the man who invited her to the soiree.
Zinon is out of the question, and Patrick is out because of that haughty, wicked Eloise.
Axel is… currently the talk of the town because of the scandalous rumours about him and me, so that’s a no-go. It would damage Luna’s reputation.
So, who’s left… Christopher, hmm?
Then I suddenly realise. Who is Luna’s route?
I remembered that I had forgotten something important.
That’s not good.
I can’t just sit here.
“Hmm, hmm!”
Oddly clearing my throat, I slid down from the massage table.
I put on a bathrobe, glanced at Mira, and stepped outside.
“What’s the matter, my lady?”
Waiting in the hallway in front of the guest bathroom, Mira appeared. As expected of Mira, we were already in sync thanks to the two years she had spent with me.
I covered my mouth even though no one was around and whispered secretly, “Well, I want you to casually ask everyone if they have someone special in mind. Can you make the conversation naturally turn to love stories?”
“Love stories…?”
“Yes, I really want to know whether Luna Maria has someone she’s interested in now, and if so, who that person is. Do you understand? She’s the cute girl with mint green eyes getting a massage by the window.”
“Ah…”
As if to say she understood, Mira nodded and made a circle with her thumb and index finger.
“Please.”
I rubbed my hands together as if in prayer and sent Mira off. I’ll return to the massage room where everyone is in the bathroom a little later after Mira.
Speaking of which, where did Muguet go? I haven’t seen her since we got home. She’s free, coming up close and then going off somewhere on a whim.
“Sis.”
Abby, who had somehow found me, ran up and jumped into my arms to hug me.
“Abby, wait a bit, okay? Just a little more, and at three o’clock, as usual, let’s have tea together, okay?”
“Okay. Sis… I love you… Ah, sis, you smell so good…”
Saying so, Abby snuggled against my chest, inhaling deeply. Abby sometimes snuggles up to me like this and sniffs.
“I’m in the middle of getting a massage with aromatic oils.”
“I see… This is… pink and red Damask roses, lavender, bergamot, and His Highness’s scent… I like His Highness’s fresh scent, too…”
“Zinon’s scent? I haven’t seen him today… maybe the same fragrance is in the aromatic oil.”
I sniffed the scent of my hair and bathrobe. I couldn’t tell. In response to my words, Abby shook her head.
“It’s because His Highness’s magic power is inside you.”