Aria leaned on the sofa, directly facing the beautiful view of the palace garden. She had a maid holding her cold drink as spring was about to end, and the summer heat started to get on her nerves.
She rested her legs on a maid’s back who kneeled on all fours, acting as the Royal Princess’ leg rest. She should be in a good mood right now as she had no more royal tutoring for the time being, but her mood gradually worsened as she got bored.
She finally snapped when the maid who became her leg rest began to tremble. She kicked the maid in the face and yelled, "Stop shaking, you idiot! You’re breaking my concentration!"
The maid whose face got kicked just now quickly resumed her position and apologized, "F-forgive me, Your Highness. I-I was a bit tired."
"No stool can feel tired, you idiot!" Aria yelled again. She was annoyed seeing the pitiful look on the maid’s face because this woman wasn’t as bulliable as Swan. She usually ordered Swan to be her leg rest and kicked her face many times to have fun whenever she was in a bad mood.
But this maid wasn’t as timid as Swan, who had been conditioned since she was young to be Aria’s punching bag, so Aria didn’t feel as good.
"Ah, I wonder if that cripple is still alive. Well, she’s probably dead by now, but I’m starting to miss her," Aria muttered. She looked at the maid who was holding her drink and asked, "Have you done what I asked you to do?"
"Y-Your Highness, your request is a little—"
"So, have you done what I asked you to do?" Aria asked with a threatening grin. "I simply told all of you maids to find a young girl in the brothel, and then break her leg until she’s crippled, so I can use her as a replacement for that whore’s daughter since she’s already dead."
The maid gulped. The request was so inhumane that she still didn’t believe their Royal Princess would ask that. Despite the cruelty, nobody dared to argue with her, because Queen Anastasia had risen in power, and she naturally spoiled her only daughter rotten.
"I-I will tell the other servants to find one, Your Highness."
Aria rolled her eyes, "Don’t be too slow or I can just break your leg as a replacement."
The maid paled and nodded quickly, "I-I’ll tell the servants immediately! Please excuse me, Your Highness!"
Aria watched the maid scurry out of her study room immediately. She was frowning the whole time, but that frown quickly disappeared when she saw a man wearing a fancy tunic with golden thread. It was the regular merchant who came in and out of the Holy Achate Palace with many unique jewelry and trinkets for her to choose from.
"Finally, you’re here!" Aria cheered as she kicked the maid who acted as her leg rest, and stood up to greet her favorite merchant.
The merchant smiled amicably before the Royal Princess and bowed, "Good morning, Your Highness. As always, I’m here with my new collection. I have a very special item that you may like today."
"Then show it to me," Aria urged. "It’s so boring around the Palace these days, maybe an interesting item will cheer me up."
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