Sold to a Prince!

"Something more decent… Something more decent…" Sylvia muttered as she furrowed her brows and flipped through the stacks of clothes she had.

"Arghhh. I am upset, damn it! I am not in the mood to pick out a dress and doll myself up." She scoffed angrily pushing the stack of clothes onto the floor.

She was back in her small room in the servant's quarters but the resentment in her heart was still raging.

So many coincidences! So many hopes! In the end, none of it amounted to anything. She had tried all night and she was still just a weak little slave girl.

Sylvia flopped onto her bed, her body unwilling to move any longer. 

"Bah! Aren't you always undressing me? Why don't you dress me up this time by yourself, you damned devil!" 

She scolded the man and then a couple of seconds later, her cheeks flushing red from the realization of what she had spoken.

"Sigh. Where the hell is he even taking me now?" Her thoughts wandered. 

The last time he had taken her out, it was for a hunting trip with the little devil, who was supposedly back at the academy now.

Though the devil had endlessly bullied her all throughout the trip, making all sorts of threats, the trip in itself was not too bad.

She ended up seeing a powerful magical beast in person and also very powerful mages in action. Not to mention her pathetic escape attempt.

Sylvia's dull face suddenly brightened up as she realized something important. Last time she had failed, but perhaps this time…

She bounced off of the bed in high spirits and got down, picking back up all the dresses that had fallen onto the floor.

"Let me see… which one is decent?" She hummed with a light smile on her face. 

This trip, no matter where it was, she was determined to make the best use of it.

While Sylvia busily searched through the dresses, a light knock sounded on her door.

"Hmm… who is this?" She wondered, as Jane usually knocked a bit louder and most often three times.

Sylvia quickly opened the door, only to find a sullen-faced young woman standing at her room's door.

Ana looked miserable. She glared at Sylvia as if she wanted to kill her with a dagger, tearing open her organs and all.

"Umm… Do you need something?" Sylvia asked, slightly confused.

"Hmph. Here. Take this." Ana turned her head, looking away, whilst shoving something in Sylvia's hand.

Huh? Sylvia gazed down, her eyes instantly blinded by something sparkling and bright.

"This… This dress is for me?" She gulped, looking back up at Ana again, waiting for an explanation.

Just from a glance, she could tell that what she was holding was an extremely expensive dress, the likes of which Sylvia had never before seen in her life.

While these two were staring at each other, one in hate and one in surprise, Jane's voice came screaming in through the doorway.

"Aye. Ana, why are you still standing here? Make haste. Make haste. Was his highness not clear enough for you?" She reprimanded the maid.

She then looked at Sylvia and waved her hand. "Dearie, come here fast. Let me prepare you for the evening."

"Ummm… What, Mrs. Jane? Prepare me?" Sylvia blinked.

Jane didn't bother explaining it to her anymore and decided to show it to her instead.

She dragged Sylvia out of her room and brought her to one of the guest rooms in the castle, with Ana trailing behind them sullenly.

Inside the room, Sylvia gasped to find a huge bathtub just like the one Mikel had used.

Moreover, the tub was seemingly filled with flower petals and various herbs floating on top of the water.

A heavenly scent wafted from the bath, instantly relaxing the young woman gawking at this setup.

"What the…" Sylvia muttered.

"Get in, dearie." Jane all but pushed her into the room and started undressing her.

"Ah~" Sylvia quickly shrunk back, not used to undressing in front of other women.

"Aha Ha Ha. What a shy girl you are! I also have everything you have dear. So stop being so shy and let me help you get ready." Jane shook her head helplessly. "It is our duty to prepare the guests of the castle." She further added, giggling.

Ana, however, didn't let that small comment pass and quickly chimed in. "Hmph. She is just a slave."

"Eh? Ana, what happened to you today?" Jane paused, asking her in puzzlement. She didn't know why the young woman was being so rude today.

"Nothing. Sorry, Mrs. Jane." Ana apologized, but it was clear that she didn't mean it.

Jane could only sigh. She was too old to not notice the jealousy in the woman's eyes. 

"Ana, his highness asked us to prepare her. So you better get working." She warned her one last time, before returning back to helping Sylvia get out of her dress.

Ana gritted her teeth, silently swallowing her frustrations. She didn't dare offend Jane, so she quietly tried to join them.

The two of them, Jane and Sylvia were giggling together, as if they were having loads of fun which only made Ana feel even more miserable.

And after the undressing was finished, she then had to tolerate Sylvia's shy and innocent act.

She watched her as the woman nervously covered her chest with her one hand and her lower waist with her other hand as if she was a precious delicate virgin.

It drove her crazy.

Who are you putting on this show for??? You and I both know what a slut you are and how you have been warming his majesty's bed! So why are you acting all dainty and pure?? 

Ana cursed her inwardly, aggravated just from the sight of the woman's flawless face.

She couldn't help but want to be in Sylvia's place. It was not fair that the damned slave had somehow caught his majesty's eyes while she herself hadn't.

She was just as beautiful as her. She was sure of it. But yet… life was unfair to her!