The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 263

Chapter 263: A Private Banquet

When they reached their accommodation in the royal palace, Neil and the other servants were waiting for them by the entrance.

"Welcome back, Your Highness."

Arlan slightly loosened his collar as he continued to walk inside the mansion. "Anything happened while I was gone?"

The young man followed behind him while reporting, "indeed. We have received an invitation from the Megarisian delegation."

"About?"

"Your Highness is invited to attend a banquet arranged by the Queen of Megaris," he replied and explained the details.

Arlan glanced at Oriana who was also trailing behind him. "No need to follow me. Rest up and then accompany us to the banquet."

Oriana nodded. It was a relief she get to rest. She was somewhat tired, although she did not do much for the past few hours. It was mostly the mental strain of how she was interrupted again and again every time she was about to confess to Arlan about her gender.

Once Arlan went upstairs, she went to the servant quarters.

Oriana closed the door as soon as she entered her room. She freshened up before changing into another set of uniform.

The first thing she did afterwards was to open the box the prince gave her and pull out that scarf.

’So beautiful!’

The more she held it, the more she loved it. The fabric was cool and extremely soft to touch, and the white patterns near the edges were much to her liking. There was beauty in its simplicity, and its style could be used by both men and women.

And it was his gift.

That alone made it all the more beautiful.

She stood in front of the mirror after she had gotten rid of her headwrap. She put that scarf around her neck, combed through her hair with her fingers and then smiled pleasantly.

’It sure looks good on me.’ She narrowed her eyes at her reflection in the mirror. She looked like a noble lady with her long hair falling around her in waves., ’Well, I am pretty so anything looks good on me. Isn’t that a given?’

As she praised herself, she felt herself regaining her old confidence. Ever since she became Arlan’s servant, his mood swings would often make her question herself, and her confidence took a nosedive back when he told her that she ’stinks’. This only worsened after meeting the gorgeous black-haired Rosetta.

’But I am pretty too.’

Oriana loved everything about her appearance, from the color and texture of her hair, to the shape of her eyes and the contours of her face. After all, her beauty was the only gift she had received from her parents aside from giving birth to her.

Removing that scarf around her neck, Oriana lay in the bed. She allowed that scarf to flutter over her face. The light and soft fabric felt comfortable against her delicate skin, and even the faint scent of sandalwood coming from that scarf was soothing. She felt so relaxed that she wanted to sleep...

Half an hour later, there was a knock on her door. It woke her up and she stood up in shock.

’What the hell, did I really fall asleep?!’

However, another knock brought her out of her daze.

"Orian, you have to accompany His Highness," came Neil’s voice.

She slapped her forehead. "Give me five minutes, Neil."

With a grimace, she kept the blue scarf back in the box and grabbed her headwrap. She was relieved she had already washed up before falling asleep. She even had changed into a new uniform. All she needed to do was wrap her hair and hide her neck.

She looked at the marks on her skin which were improper to be seen by others. Even after she applied ointment to heal the, they were still glaringly obvious.