Chapter 173: A Maid's Duty Is To Serve Her Master
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Chapter 173
"How is that possible? There is no way a scar can heal--"
I cut her off in the middle.
"What about you?" I questioned, an eyebrow c.o.c.ked up.
"Huh?" She had a dumbfounded look.
"Yesterday, when we were at the balcony, and when I was practicing. I saw a scar on your c.h.e.s.t. What's it about?" I probed.
"Oh my, looking at my b.r.e.a.s.t, how bold of you~" Daulla gave a feline-like smile, arching her back.
"Answer me, Daulla. What's it about?"
I avoided looking at her body as I said that—
"What's wrong, Lil Das? You look disappointed," She laughed.
"I am not!"
"Did you think I was n.a.k.e.d?"
"I didn't!" I replied in an indignant manner.
"You do realize that you have grown up, right? Did you really think I would show my body to you?" Her cheeks puffed up.
"...." I didn't know what to say.
"And that too, you have a girlfriend now. You only want to see her n.a.k.e.d body, ne? Rather than my old n.a.k.e.d body," She replied to her rhetorical question in a slightly self-deprecating tone, a cheerful smile on her face.
"That's not true!" I said suddenly.
"Oh my, are you saying that you want to see my n.a.k.e.d body?" Daulla laughed again. She thought I wasn't serious.
"Yes, I want to." My face was expressionless, but I knew that my will could be seen in my eyes.
All the colors faded from her face when realization dawned on her.
"You shouldn't joke like that, Lil Das"
"I am not joking. I am serious." I stood firm to my earlier answer.
"I...let's get you washed. We are going to sight seeing today" She changed the topic.
"Is it really that hard for you to admit that you are keeping the scar a secret from me?"
She averted her gaze and replied, "I am sorry"
"Don't apologize" I was slightly frustrated. But I kept my emotions to myself, silently watching her.
She grabbed the shampoo bottle and poured water over my hair, her hands gently massaging my scalp.
"Do you remember that one time when you, me and Lier were taking a bath together? And then, you fell down, pffft," She giggled.
"Yeah" I nodded, reminded about that.
It wasn't unusual for us to take a bath together. I was around seven years old at that time.
Daulla was probably running slow because of the wet floor.
So, while she was escaping from Daulla's clutches, she slammed into me, pushing me down.
I lost my consciousness for a while. When I regained consciousness, I was lying on the bed and Lier was crying beside me.
She never ran in the bathroom after that.
"Those were such nice days," Daulla sighed.
"Yeah"
"And they are not coming back"
"Yeah"
If it's Daulla, then she can help me remember everything about my childhood.
"I am really sad to see you all grown up," She had a cute pout while saying that.
"..."
"You are not Lil Das anymore"
"I am still your Lil Das," I replied, a bit sad.
She stopped moving her hands and hugged me from behind, warmth filling my body.
"Hey! Your clothes will get wet," I quickly said, a bit fl.u.s.tered.
"I will change them later"
I shouldn't have said that.
"You should keep in mind that I am grown up now." I teased her, using her own words.
"I can see that," She whispered, her breath hitting my ear.
"Where are you looking!" I scolded her, hands immediately reaching down.
I am really glad there was a towel covering my crotch.
"Can I remove your towel?" She asked, slyly.
"No." I refused, no way would I allow her.
"I will wash you down there too," Daulla continued to tease me.
"No need"
"But I want to see how much you have grown," She w.h.i.n.ed.
"There are many other ways to check my growth"
"But that is the best one," She giggled, "You can't deny that."
"I said no need. Stop talking about it!"
"What are you so embarrassed about? I have seen it countless times"
"That was when I was a kid"
"It was very small back then"
"Shut up!" I was embarrassed.
And by the way, it's not small anymore.
It's big… and it was in Elena's mouth the other day.
"Oh my, you have grown-" She audibly let out a gasp.
This towel is useless!
"Did… did it get that hard because of me?" Her voice was low.
"No. I would never l.u.s.t on you"
I couldn't see her face as she hugged me again and said, "Don't worry, I know my place. I am just a maid"
"That's not- That's not what I meant. You are like a…" My voice trailed off.
"Like a?" I could detect the curiosity in her voice.
"...."
"Say, Lil Das. What am I to you?"
"You are like a big sister to me"
Splash~~
"What was that for?!"
"I am just happy"
"For what?!"
"That you see me like a big sister"
"You would have been a perfect big sister, if you didn't have this side of you," I grumbled.
Splash~~
"Which side?"
"Daulla!"
"Oh my, calling my name with such affection. You are going to make me blush~" She swatted my arm in a fake coy manner.
"I really hate you!"
"My my, how bold of you-" She taunted.
"...."
Why is she like this?
"I am done with the bath," I announced and got up when—
"Oh my-"
Daulla's dainty hands quickly covered her face.
"What's wrong? Why are you…"
My towel!
"You have really grown. I am sure your girlfriend would be very satisfied," Daulla laughed behind her hands.
"Get out of here, Daulla!"
I am never bathing here again.
-----------------------------------------------------
In my room.
"I am done changing, Daulla," I called out.
"Then I am coming in," She said softly.
"How do I look?"
"Just like a prince should look." Daulla admired, looking at me in awe.
"And how does a prince look?" I asked, wanting her to say it out loud.
"Handsome. Dashing~"
"You said we are going sightseeing. Why all of a sudden?"
"I had already planned this since I was informed of your arrival," Daulla dutifully replied.
"Is that so?"
"Do you not want to go?"
"It's not like that. It's been a while since we met...when did we meet last time again?" My eyes got smaller as I tried to remember.
"It was…"
"Was?"
"Ten years ago," She finished.
Knew it!
"Can I ask where you were for the past ten years?"
"I was here,"
"Then, why don't I remember it?" I questioned with a serious look.
"..."
"What the hell happened?! Why are you guys hiding it from me?"
"I am not hiding anything from you," She mumbled.
"Lies!"
"I would never lie to you."
"Then tell me everything! Why is there a scar on your body? Why is there a system inside me?!"
"System?"
"That's right! There is a bloody system inside me!"
"What are you...what are you talking about?" Daulla had a nervous look on her face.
"Daulla, please tell me you know about it," I said in a tired manner.
"This is the first time I am hearing about it. I think no one knows about it, not even your parents, nor the king," She bit her lower lip.
"Daulla, what am I to you?"
"You are my prince," Automatic response.
"Nothing more?"
"No...thing more"
"Look me in the eyes and tell me." I stated.
"Please, don't be cruel. We are doing this for you. It's the best for you, "Her voice cracked pitifully, the woe evident in her tone.
Why are you crying?!
I am the one who should cry here.
"Don't make decisions about me without asking me!"
"Fine, I will tell you everything I know. But first, let's go to sightseeing, the driver must be waiting"
"Okay, "I held her face and slowly wiped her tears off, "Sorry, feel free to slap me"
She hugged me tightly and whispered firmly, a rueful smile on her face, "A maid's duty is to serve her master, always."
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Chapter 173
"How is that possible? There is no way a scar can heal--"
I cut her off in the middle.
"What about you?" I questioned, an eyebrow c.o.c.ked up.
"Huh?" She had a dumbfounded look.
"Yesterday, when we were at the balcony, and when I was practicing. I saw a scar on your c.h.e.s.t. What's it about?" I probed.
"Oh my, looking at my b.r.e.a.s.t, how bold of you~" Daulla gave a feline-like smile, arching her back.
"Answer me, Daulla. What's it about?"
I avoided looking at her body as I said that—
"What's wrong, Lil Das? You look disappointed," She laughed.
"I am not!"
"Did you think I was n.a.k.e.d?"
"I didn't!" I replied in an indignant manner.
"You do realize that you have grown up, right? Did you really think I would show my body to you?" Her cheeks puffed up.
"...." I didn't know what to say.
"And that too, you have a girlfriend now. You only want to see her n.a.k.e.d body, ne? Rather than my old n.a.k.e.d body," She replied to her rhetorical question in a slightly self-deprecating tone, a cheerful smile on her face.
"That's not true!" I said suddenly.
"Oh my, are you saying that you want to see my n.a.k.e.d body?" Daulla laughed again. She thought I wasn't serious.
"Yes, I want to." My face was expressionless, but I knew that my will could be seen in my eyes.
All the colors faded from her face when realization dawned on her.
"You shouldn't joke like that, Lil Das"
"I am not joking. I am serious." I stood firm to my earlier answer.
"I...let's get you washed. We are going to sight seeing today" She changed the topic.
"Is it really that hard for you to admit that you are keeping the scar a secret from me?"
She averted her gaze and replied, "I am sorry"
"Don't apologize" I was slightly frustrated. But I kept my emotions to myself, silently watching her.
She grabbed the shampoo bottle and poured water over my hair, her hands gently massaging my scalp.
"Do you remember that one time when you, me and Lier were taking a bath together? And then, you fell down, pffft," She giggled.
"Yeah" I nodded, reminded about that.
It wasn't unusual for us to take a bath together. I was around seven years old at that time.
Daulla was probably running slow because of the wet floor.
So, while she was escaping from Daulla's clutches, she slammed into me, pushing me down.
I lost my consciousness for a while. When I regained consciousness, I was lying on the bed and Lier was crying beside me.
She never ran in the bathroom after that.
"Those were such nice days," Daulla sighed.
"Yeah"
"And they are not coming back"
"Yeah"
If it's Daulla, then she can help me remember everything about my childhood.
"I am really sad to see you all grown up," She had a cute pout while saying that.
"..."
"You are not Lil Das anymore"
"I am still your Lil Das," I replied, a bit sad.
She stopped moving her hands and hugged me from behind, warmth filling my body.
"Hey! Your clothes will get wet," I quickly said, a bit fl.u.s.tered.
"I will change them later"
I shouldn't have said that.
"You should keep in mind that I am grown up now." I teased her, using her own words.
"I can see that," She whispered, her breath hitting my ear.
"Where are you looking!" I scolded her, hands immediately reaching down.
I am really glad there was a towel covering my crotch.
"Can I remove your towel?" She asked, slyly.
"No." I refused, no way would I allow her.
"I will wash you down there too," Daulla continued to tease me.
"No need"
"But I want to see how much you have grown," She w.h.i.n.ed.
"There are many other ways to check my growth"
"But that is the best one," She giggled, "You can't deny that."
"I said no need. Stop talking about it!"
"What are you so embarrassed about? I have seen it countless times"
"That was when I was a kid"
"It was very small back then"
"Shut up!" I was embarrassed.
And by the way, it's not small anymore.
It's big… and it was in Elena's mouth the other day.
"Oh my, you have grown-" She audibly let out a gasp.
This towel is useless!
"Did… did it get that hard because of me?" Her voice was low.
"No. I would never l.u.s.t on you"
I couldn't see her face as she hugged me again and said, "Don't worry, I know my place. I am just a maid"
"That's not- That's not what I meant. You are like a…" My voice trailed off.
"Like a?" I could detect the curiosity in her voice.
"...."
"Say, Lil Das. What am I to you?"
"You are like a big sister to me"
Splash~~
"What was that for?!"
"I am just happy"
"For what?!"
"That you see me like a big sister"
"You would have been a perfect big sister, if you didn't have this side of you," I grumbled.
Splash~~
"Which side?"
"Daulla!"
"Oh my, calling my name with such affection. You are going to make me blush~" She swatted my arm in a fake coy manner.
"I really hate you!"
"My my, how bold of you-" She taunted.
"...."
Why is she like this?
"I am done with the bath," I announced and got up when—
"Oh my-"
Daulla's dainty hands quickly covered her face.
"What's wrong? Why are you…"
My towel!
"You have really grown. I am sure your girlfriend would be very satisfied," Daulla laughed behind her hands.
"Get out of here, Daulla!"
I am never bathing here again.
-----------------------------------------------------
In my room.
"I am done changing, Daulla," I called out.
"Then I am coming in," She said softly.
"How do I look?"
"Just like a prince should look." Daulla admired, looking at me in awe.
"And how does a prince look?" I asked, wanting her to say it out loud.
"Handsome. Dashing~"
"You said we are going sightseeing. Why all of a sudden?"
"I had already planned this since I was informed of your arrival," Daulla dutifully replied.
"Is that so?"
"Do you not want to go?"
"It's not like that. It's been a while since we met...when did we meet last time again?" My eyes got smaller as I tried to remember.
"It was…"
"Was?"
"Ten years ago," She finished.
Knew it!
"Can I ask where you were for the past ten years?"
"I was here,"
"Then, why don't I remember it?" I questioned with a serious look.
"..."
"What the hell happened?! Why are you guys hiding it from me?"
"I am not hiding anything from you," She mumbled.
"Lies!"
"I would never lie to you."
"Then tell me everything! Why is there a scar on your body? Why is there a system inside me?!"
"System?"
"That's right! There is a bloody system inside me!"
"What are you...what are you talking about?" Daulla had a nervous look on her face.
"Daulla, please tell me you know about it," I said in a tired manner.
"This is the first time I am hearing about it. I think no one knows about it, not even your parents, nor the king," She bit her lower lip.
"Daulla, what am I to you?"
"You are my prince," Automatic response.
"Nothing more?"
"No...thing more"
"Look me in the eyes and tell me." I stated.
"Please, don't be cruel. We are doing this for you. It's the best for you, "Her voice cracked pitifully, the woe evident in her tone.
Why are you crying?!
I am the one who should cry here.
"Don't make decisions about me without asking me!"
"Fine, I will tell you everything I know. But first, let's go to sightseeing, the driver must be waiting"
"Okay, "I held her face and slowly wiped her tears off, "Sorry, feel free to slap me"
She hugged me tightly and whispered firmly, a rueful smile on her face, "A maid's duty is to serve her master, always."
Chapter 173 "How is that possible? There is no way a scar can heal--" I cut her off in the middle. "What about you?" I questioned, an eyebrow c.o.c.ked up. "Huh?" She had a dumbfounded look. "Yesterday, when we were at the balcony, and when I was practicing. I saw a scar on your c.h.e.s.t. What's it about?" I probed. "Oh my, looking at my b.r.e.a.s.t, how bold of you~" Daulla gave a feline-like smile, arching her back. "Answer me, Daulla. What's it about?" I avoided looking at her body as I said that "What's wrong, Lil Das? You look disappointed," She laughed. "I am not!" "Did you think I was n.a.k.e.d?" "I didn't!" I replied in an indignant manner. "You do realize that you have grown up, right? Did you really think I would show my body to you?" Her cheeks puffed up. "...." I didn't know what to say. "And that too, you have a girlfriend now. You only want to see her n.a.k.e.d body, ne? Rather than my old n.a.k.e.d body," She replied to her rhetorical question in a slightly self-deprecating tone, a cheerful smile on her face. "That's not true!" I said suddenly. "Oh my, are you saying that you want to see my n.a.k.e.d body?" Daulla laughed again. She thought I wasn't serious. "Yes, I want to." My face was expressionless, but I knew that my will could be seen in my eyes. All the colors faded from her face when realization dawned on her. "You shouldn't joke like that, Lil Das" "I am not joking. I am serious." I stood firm to my earlier answer. "I...let's get you washed. We are going to sight seeing today" She changed the topic. "Is it really that hard for you to admit that you are keeping the scar a secret from me?" She averted her gaze and replied, "I am sorry" "Don't apologize" I was slightly frustrated. But I kept my emotions to myself, silently watching her. She grabbed the shampoo bottle and poured water over my hair, her hands gently massaging my scalp. "Do you remember that one time when you, me and Lier were taking a bath together? And then, you fell down, pffft," She giggled. "Yeah" I nodded, reminded about that. It wasn't unusual for us to take a bath together. I was around seven years old at that time. Daulla was probably running slow because of the wet floor. So, while she was escaping from Daulla's clutches, she slammed into me, pushing me down. I lost my consciousness for a while. When I regained consciousness, I was lying on the bed and Lier was crying beside me. She never ran in the bathroom after that. "Those were such nice days," Daulla sighed. "Yeah" "And they are not coming back" "Yeah" If it's Daulla, then she can help me remember everything about my childhood. "I am really sad to see you all grown up," She had a cute pout while saying that. "..." "You are not Lil Das anymore" "I am still your Lil Das," I replied, a bit sad. She stopped moving her hands and hugged me from behind, warmth filling my body. "Hey! Your clothes will get wet," I quickly said, a bit fl.u.s.tered. "I will change them later" I shouldn't have said that. "You should keep in mind that I am grown up now." I teased her, using her own words. "I can see that," She whispered, her breath hitting my ear. "Where are you looking!" I scolded her, hands immediately reaching down. I am really glad there was a towel covering my crotch. "Can I remove your towel?" She asked, slyly. "No." I refused, no way would I allow her. "I will wash you down there too," Daulla continued to tease me. "No need" "But I want to see how much you have grown," She w.h.i.n.ed. "There are many other ways to check my growth" "But that is the best one," She giggled, "You can't deny that." "I said no need. Stop talking about it!" "What are you so embarrassed about? I have seen it countless times" "That was when I was a kid" "It was very small back then" "Shut up!" I was embarrassed. And by the way, it's not small anymore. It's big and it was in Elena's mouth the other day. "Oh my, you have grown-" She audibly let out a gasp. This towel is useless! "Did did it get that hard because of me?" Her voice was low. "No. I would never l.u.s.t on you" I couldn't see her face as she hugged me again and said, "Don't worry, I know my place. I am just a maid" "That's not- That's not what I meant. You are like a" My voice trailed off. "Like a?" I could detect the curiosity in her voice. "...." "Say, Lil Das. What am I to you?" "You are like a big sister to me" Splash~~ "What was that for?!" "I am just happy" "For what?!" "That you see me like a big sister" "You would have been a perfect big sister, if you didn't have this side of you," I grumbled. Splash~~ "Which side?" "Daulla!" "Oh my, calling my name with such affection. You are going to make me blush~" She swatted my arm in a fake coy manner. "I really hate you!" "My my, how bold of you-" She taunted. "...." Why is she like this? "I am done with the bath," I announced and got up when "Oh my-" Daulla's dainty hands quickly covered her face. "What's wrong? Why are you" My towel! "You have really grown. I am sure your girlfriend would be very satisfied," Daulla laughed behind her hands. "Get out of here, Daulla!" I am never bathing here again. ----------------------------------------------------- In my room. "I am done changing, Daulla," I called out. "Then I am coming in," She said softly. "How do I look?" "Just like a prince should look." Daulla admired, looking at me in awe. "And how does a prince look?" I asked, wanting her to say it out loud. "Handsome. Dashing~" "You said we are going sightseeing. Why all of a sudden?" "I had already planned this since I was informed of your arrival," Daulla dutifully replied. "Is that so?" "Do you not want to go?" "It's not like that. It's been a while since we met...when did we meet last time again?" My eyes got smaller as I tried to remember. "It was" "Was?" "Ten years ago," She finished. Knew it! "Can I ask where you were for the past ten years?" "I was here," "Then, why don't I remember it?" I questioned with a serious look. "..." "What the hell happened?! Why are you guys hiding it from me?" "I am not hiding anything from you," She mumbled. "Lies!" "I would never lie to you." "Then tell me everything! Why is there a scar on your body? Why is there a system inside me?!" "System?" "That's right! There is a bloody system inside me!" "What are you...what are you talking about?" Daulla had a nervous look on her face. "Daulla, please tell me you know about it," I said in a tired manner. "This is the first time I am hearing about it. I think no one knows about it, not even your parents, nor the king," She bit her lower lip. "Daulla, what am I to you?" "You are my prince," Automatic response. "Nothing more?" "No...thing more" "Look me in the eyes and tell me." I stated. "Please, don't be cruel. We are doing this for you. It's the best for you, "Her voice cracked pitifully, the woe evident in her tone. Why are you crying?! I am the one who should cry here. "Don't make decisions about me without asking me!" "Fine, I will tell you everything I know. But first, let's go to sightseeing, the driver must be waiting" "Okay, "I held her face and slowly wiped her tears off, "Sorry, feel free to slap me" She hugged me tightly and whispered firmly, a rueful smile on her face, "A maid's duty is to serve her master, always."
