~Chapter 63~
“Hehehe.”
On the way back to the mansion, I laughed alone inside the carriage.
‘It was such a good thing to become close with Lady Elina!’
Today, I really wanted to praise myself.
Maybe I had foresight to prepare for the far future.
Wasn’t that why I befriended Lady Elina?
‘And maybe that’s why I supported Sophie’s dream too!’
The favor Lady Elina asked of me was none other than to borrow Sophie.
With her makeup skills, Sophie had started becoming quite famous in society. Her value was rising day by day.
Often, noble ladies would ask me to lend Sophie for events, saying they would pay a fee.
Usually, I always let Sophie decide whether to accept such requests.
But today, I also had to grab this chance.
When I signaled Sophie after hearing Lady Elina’s request, she nodded as if to say “Of course.”
Okay. I smiled and nodded, then turned to Lady Elina.
[Alright. Then, may I also ask for a favor in return?]
[Yes? Ah, of course. Please say it.]
[Since the weather has gotten warmer, our house also needs to do a big cleaning… but since the mansion is so large, we’re short on hands. Could you perhaps lend me a few maids?]
I smiled and pointed my finger.
[Those maids working over there would be perfect.]
Of course—including Emily!
“Your Majesty, the maids sent from Countess Elina’s household have arrived.”
The next day, the maids arrived.
I had been waiting nervously, hoping Emily would come.
The moment the maid informed me, I ran out barefoot with exaggerated excitement.
When I went down the stairs, a group of unfamiliar servants were lined up in the central hall.
‘Hehe. Emily, it’s Emily.’
The first thing I checked was whether Emily was among them.
There she was—different, yet mixed safely among the group.
“I greet Lady Hartmann. We’ve come by Lady Elina’s order.”
A woman, who seemed to be the representative, bowed to me.
“You requested extra hands to help clean the mansion.”
“That’s right. Thank you all for coming. As you can see, the mansion is too big. I’ll be grateful if you can help for a few days.”
It wasn’t common to lend servants, but not unheard of. Especially during big cleaning seasons, households often lent hands to each other.
I had already gotten my parents’ permission.
That meant—for now—I could use these maids as I pleased.
‘Hehe. Emily. Nice to see you. I’ll soon connect you with the lost male leads.’
I looked at Emily with greedy eyes.
If things were like this, I had to take very good care of her.
‘Be kind so she likes me more, connect her with the male leads, and later, once she awakens as a Saint, return the divine beast…!’
“Then my job as the transmigrator will be completely done! Wahaha!”
Satisfied, I crossed my arms and ordered the head maid:
“Give them the prepared rooms. They are guests of this mansion, even if they’re maids. Take good care of them.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The head maid bowed and led the maids away.
Watching Emily’s back as she disappeared with the group, I called out once again:
“Take very, very good care of them!”
“Wow, the room is so nice…”
A maid in uniform admired the bedroom.
At House Hartmann, two servants shared one large room—far better than expected.
“I’ve worked for many noble houses, but this is the first time I’ve stayed in such a fine room.”
“Lady Hartmann is unexpected. From the rumors, I thought her personality would be unpleasant. Don’t you think so?”
The woman turned to the corner, where a brown-haired girl was doing something.
“Emily, what are you doing?”
“Eh? N-nothing.”
Emily quickly shut the book she had been looking at.
“Tch. You’re no fun. Always reading books and writing.”
“Ahaha.”
“Emily, this must be your first time in a nice room too, right? You said you’ve always lived as a maid with nothing.”
The woman spun around with open arms.
“I want to live in a big room like this forever…”
“True. It’s my first time too.”
Emily smiled faintly as she looked around.
“…It’s really nice.”
Thanks to someone’s grace, she could stay in such a room.
Thanks to this, she could even come to see someone naturally.
For Emily, everything felt fine.
The day after the maids arrived at the mansion, I immediately began cleaning.
“First, we should organize the warehouse. Call the footmen and the new maids.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The butler brought them, and among them, I saw two brown-haired figures—Harry and Emily.
‘Yes. In the original story, Harry and Emily first met while working in a mansion.’
Of course, it wasn’t the same mansion, but this temporary setting was good enough.
‘This is the start of their romance recovery project!’
At the moment, they didn’t seem interested in each other.
‘Don’t worry. I’ll make sure they notice each other.’
I planned to recreate the original episode.
They would be left to clean the warehouse together. Emily would drop a water bucket, and Harry would help her clean it. That would be their first step toward getting closer.
“Today I called you because the warehouse is too dusty. Please work hard.”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
The servants bowed and went to work.
I watched with satisfaction.
Harry carried large objects, while Emily struggled to lift a big bucket to wet the rags.
They looked perfect together—like the leads of a youthful film.
‘Hehe. Hurry up and start your romance right before my eyes. I’ll enjoy watching.’
My eyes sparkled as I watched them, hoping they would grow closer soon.






❤️🤩🤩
She’s being weird 🥹 a total creep, might I add. Also, why are they calling her “your majesty” shouldn’t it be “my lady”? Had something happened to the translation?🥹
Why oh why isn’t she talking to the dang bird about whether it can save her?