After carrying Faerie's limp body onto the comfy bed, two maids her age bowed.
"Ugh... Where is this?"
"In your room, Miss!" One of the maids responded, while the other covered Faerie's body with a blanket.
Before leaving the room, they exchanged cordial words. "Miss Torenia! We sincerely hope you get a good night's rest!!"
"Whatever...." Faerie was rolling on the luxurious bed instead of paying attention to all the weird treatment she had had all day as if she were a noble lady rather than a lowly maid.
"Ugh…." Faerie uttered an odd grunt. She felt her stomach was full of dinner, but on the other hand, because of the headache she was having, she wanted to vomit the meals.
"Since when have I had a headache?" Faerie shut her eyes. "Since coming here as a maid?"
Perhaps she felt ill because she kept hearing Leslie's chatter, or perhaps Princess Faerie's immune system was too weak to do rigorous tasks as a maid.
