The next day came, and Yukiya was awakened by her maids by early morning. Even before the sun came out, her wedding decorations started.
Her room was decorated in blood red, with matching curtains hanging on her canopy bed.
"Princess, we have prepared our bath," the maids cheerfully called from inside the bathroom.
Sighing, Yukiya slowly walked over in her translucent white slip dress. The maids glanced at her with a slight blush on their faces. She even heard some maid's mumbling about how lucky their prince is to marry such a beautiful princess.
'Hypocrites,'
It's not as if these maids didn't know that she is forced to marry, but these people just fail to acknowledge the fact. Yukiya gritted her teeth and walked over to the large bath.
It was filled to the brim with small roses floating on it. There was even a seductive scent of lavender in the air.
"Princess, get in. The water is warm," One of the maids pulled her into the tub and started massaging her naked back.
