Prince, Please Leave Work!

Chapter 2.2

[Jin-ah]: Argh! What the hell is it for?

Her body became still for a moment. Fortunately, no one seemed to come in or open the door.

'I didn't want to add that I was crazy when there was already a lot of talk going back and forth due to where I was from.'

[Jin-ah]: Ah! That's right. I don't have time to do this.

She hurriedly picked up her pen to send a message to Stefan. When she was about to write, her hand trembled uncontrollably.

'I'm sorry Sergeant Stefan'

As she was writing, Jin-ah suddenly had a question.

'Was there a schedule I didn't know about?'

She fumbled with her memory, but nothing comes to mind.

[Jin-ah]: It's something I have to do anyway, so I have no choice...

My conscience pricked at the need for a spoonful of lies.

[Dear Stefan,

On behalf of His Highness Richard I, I would like to express my regret for the disappointment you may have experienced. I have requested an appointment, but His Highness is busy with government affairs, so, unfortunately, it is not expected to be possible to meet him, so I am sending you a letter like this. Once again, I apologize. ]

Jin-ah glances at her neat handwriting.

Now that the mail was organized, there would be time until the Marquis of Maurice arrived.

'I want to get rid of them quickly and rest.....'

Muttering, Jin-ah began sorting through the letters one by one. Even today, without fail, there were countless letters mixed in between others. She stared at the letters, stamped with tears and lip prints, with cloudy eyes.

[Jin-ah]: It's a pity.

Looking at the bundles of letters that were about to be burned, she felt compassion. Anyways, it was just a pile of work to deal with.

The maids, who she got close with, said that besides Prince Richard, the other princes were also unmarried. They even said that Prince Richard is the best among the brothers....

Well, before and after she came here, he was definitely the most handsome human she knew.

Eyes with slightly raised ends, straight nose, and neat eyebrows, as if resembling a cat. And the intense eyes that seemed to be studded with burning red jewels, representing the veins of the Imperial Family, and the hair that covered them and contained a gentle stream of gold.

There was no corner that was not handsome.

'I didn't want to admit it but it's the only advantage of working in the Imperial Palace.'

Speaking of which, she has once seen him in the training hall before.

Tendons protruded from his sword-wielding arm with his sleeves rolled up!

Broad shoulder and firm things that have been steadily trained!

The tight, well-knit muscles that were visible under the hem of the garment had been lifted when he wiped the sweat on his face!

There was nothing uncool about any of these.

On top of that, beads of sweat ran down his collarbone from the tip of the jawline, and she realizes for the first time that day how a thin, sweaty shirt could be so sensual.

But that was it.

His personality is as cold as his cold impression, what is good about it?

Wouldn't it be hard to like him enough to risk your life? It's only going to be good for a while anyway. Thinking that every day will be like walking on thin ice, it's a bit.....Frightening.

'Am I the only one?'

She shook her head. Jin-ah hastened her steps, gathering the receipts of the letter she had organized and the things she needed to bring to Prince Richard's office.

[Jin-ah]: Paper to be used was ordered and supplies slips were filled. Hmm, I think that's enough, am I done?

She checked the tasks she had compiled, marking each of the things that had been done.

'I don't know why Prince Richard would want to check every little thing.'

She checked the documents more thoroughly. She got goosebumps just thinking about it, the ability to save such a pretentious thing, the ability to urge people, the thought of him wielding a sword while saying, "Today must be a good day to die."

'....Let's not think horrible thoughts.'

Jin-ah shook her head and blew away her creepy imagination. At that moment, someone was approaching from the end of the hall with loud footsteps.

Marquis Maurice.

He showed up earlier than scheduled.

[Jin-ah]: Marquis Maurice, welcome.

The Marquis' face was tired as he opened his mouth in an arrogant manner.

[Marquis]: Where's the Prince?

[Jin-ah]: Pardon but the meeting is not over yet, so I guess you will have to wait.

Jin-ah could feel the Marquis's squinted eyes quickly scanning her.

[Marquis]: Hmmmmm

[Jin-ah]: I'll take you to the reception room first.

Seeing the Marquis's frowning as if he didn't like something, Jin-ah hurriedly led him to the reception room.