Your Majesty Is So Handsome Chapter 5

Score, that means I'm set for life!

Madam Rurin gave a clear, shameless answer. My eyes turned into cash signs! So let me get this straight. So, your hobby is to spend money? That's a great hobby. If you want to spend money on me, I will be the best investment you ever put your money on.

My heart fluttered like a petal in a spring breeze. Madam Rurin recognized my change of tone and pushed further, "His Majesty's empire will become more and more peaceful and beautiful. Where you go, there will be an abundance of subjects that only a person full of talent can capture. I believe that your geniusness will be the light that will illuminate the world ahead."

I couldn't breathe because my face was too stiff from excitement. For three years I have been living in rice paddies, suddenly I saw the light of my world, and now I was considered a goldsmith. Was I getting this right? But if this was a scam, it was too good of a story to pa.s.s up.

"So will you go? Anyway I'd better be off! Your position, circ.u.mstances, and thoughts make it obvious. I can wait as long as you need. If you have any questions, please send me a letter." Madam Rurin was as sharp as ever.

"One more thing…" She lowered her voice and moved her mouth close to my ear.

“?”

"As you know, His Majesty the Emperor has a palace in Relans."

"…? Yea." I didn't understand what she was implying because of my low language skills.

Her voice went even lower. "That means you would have more opportunities to see His Majesty."

“!”

s.h.i.+t woman that's all you had to say!

My heart flew and my mind was set to arrive to the capital.

Unlike the heart, the physical body can't easily find a way out. There were many things to learn, a lot to prepare and the situation also called for my family's consent. I was worried about how to approach the topic, so I tried to use a philosophical method.

"Mom. Who am I?"

"Obviously you're not a child anymore," my second eldest brother interrupted me instead of my mother, who was silently agreeing.

"Ah not that!"

"Then a little germ."

"I'm a n.o.ble lady!"

"Yeah that too," Mom sliced some meat and nodded.

I spoke up again before my brother pulled me away from my line of thought, "I'm a n.o.ble but I don't do what n.o.bles should. All I do is work. Why?"

"You really shouldn't have been born in Gundal."

"I can barely do the work here and I can't marry if I'm not pretty…"

"There's no other place for you to marry. Just pick somebody in Gundal."

"Why should I? I'm a lord's daughter!"

"We should have enough of a dowry to give."

“…”

Both my brothers started eating their meal. I was speechless. Just like that. If it was an arranged marriage then it could be settled. Right… Yeah…

Gundal literally has nothing. We were all about harvesting and producing rice for the year and the barbarians in the mountain prevented us from making any specialties. I realized this once again: Lord Gundal had said before that Gundal's citizens are permanent citizens not just because of our standard of living.

It will take a long time for the Emperor to be interested in visiting us again. I haven't seen a good-looking man in Gundal for three years but I wasn't in a mood to be forever alone. Above all, I was done being a farmer who couldn't survive without the rice they planted.

It's dangerous here. I'm going to end up losing my mind and running away.

"…Mom, I'm going to the capital," I pulled my last resort.

"It's the capital city. What do you think you'll do there if you go? Have you gotten love sick after seeing His Majesty after a long time?" My brother interjected without missing a beat.

"What is love sick?"

"You're a maiden in love."

"…Me?"

"It must be great that you don't remember anything. But you aren't pretending not to right? Tell me honestly. You're not pretending so you can be more appealing? Well, even if you don't remember, things don't change that easily."

“…” It was really unfair but I had nothing to say. They keep saying me and the old Diana are similar.

"You tried to get closer to His Majesty and got hurt by one of his maids."

"…what happened?"

"If only you saw what happened. It sure is scary being a maiden in love." My grandfather and mother nodded silently.

"Was it a letter of recommendation from three or more n.o.blemen required to allow entry to work in the Imperial Palace as a maid? That maid wasn't just any regular maid. I know that thanks to you."

"Why is it hard to get in?"

"Why? There are a lot of people trying to get in. They cut down the number of applicants by accepting those whose mothers they know or if they come from a good family. Do you have any of that?"

"I know Madam Rurin!" This connection was precious since Madam Rurin is a major figure who accompanies the Emperor during his visits.

"But Madam Rurin is just one person? I told you you need more people. Did you forget already?"

“…” Right. Even if I go to the capital, I'll still have a lot to do before becoming a maid.

"You don't have anything to get you ahead of the bunch either. You don't have money or talent."

Did my brother just exist to get in my way? If so, am I his sister born to kill such an older brother? My heart pounded as I felt this deep desire. Let's just patiently endure and get him when he least expects it.

There were also some stuff that had made me hesitate going to the capital. If you think about it, the reason was simple.

When you become a maid, that good-looking Emperor is going to be your boss. If you're lucky, you can be the first to catch any juicy rumors. What if you get bribed? I also don't doubt I'll be attacked there.

'In that case I'll do the attacking first!'

I slowed down my racing thoughts. Unlike the previous Diana, I have a ticket to the capital so I have the luxury to find another way.

I can't live in Gundal in this lifetime anymore. My life was divided between before and after the Emperor and I have already set foot in a changed life. I was already determined to go to the capital and the cost of staying there has already been solved by Madam Rurin.

Still, I felt like I should get permission because I was with this family for three years but I gave up. I and the old Diana were adults. We have the right to choose our own lives.

I'm going to cringe from having to get on my knees and beg, but I'll think about that later. I began writing my letter to Madam Rurin.

"Give me this too."

"Yes."

"That too."

"Yes, dear customer."

"Oh, that and the stuff next to it."

"Yes yes."

Madam Rurin told me to buy as much painting supplies as I needed, so the ones I picked were piled up into mountains. There were a lot of things to buy because I had to have all the materials from top to bottom. The clerk skillfully wrote my order and pulled the stuff I chose from behind the counter.

When the clerk noticed that Madam Rurin was my patron, his eyes changed. "Oh… Is all this going to Madam Rurin's house?"

"…Yeah what about it?"

"Oh… Please use them often. I'll send the bill to Madam Rurin."

"Yes, please."

The s.h.i.+ft in the clerk's eyes didn't give off a bad feeling. I shrugged my shoulders and rechecked the materials I chose. The items were to be placed in two carriages. I didn't want anything in the beginning, but Madam Rurin overpowered me to buy something.

Good products come from good materials! Please don't hesitate to buy anything. If you want one, buy ten. Because the material is affected by the climate and the manufacturing process at that time, there is no choice but to buy in bulk. Now hop to it!' Madam Rurin cried boldly into my ears. Thanks to her support, I will try and create the best artworks that my old self was never able to create.

I once said as a joke, 'Can I get a gem for my painting and put it in their eyes?' and she responded seriously with, 'What color?' It was the first time I was asked to pick a jewel to fit in my picture.

I smiled and waved my hands together, 'No, I was joking so don't mind me…'

'I'd rather buy both of them by size.'

‘…'

Since then, I never joked with Madam Rurin regarding materials. I also vowed never to put jewels for eyes in my paintings.

The capital of Relans was rich. Interest in the arts was concentrated here thanks to its wealthy citizens. Among them, Madam Rurin was a particular prominent patron. For the wealthy, art was eternal. Relans's citizens also did their best to be extravagant and beautiful wherever they went.

'But why do the men's clothing look like that?' I felt embarra.s.sed just watching them from the streets.

The material shop was very close to Madam Rurin's residence, but the entrance of her mansion and her door were far away from each other. I walked in and out of the neighborhood just wandering about, but the sight before me was sad.

Whether their attire reflected their wealthy economic situation or not, you could say it was gorgeous. The men's outfits were delicately put into consideration. But somewhere along the way they went in a very bad direction.

Why did you put that on your shoulders, the legs are so sloppy, and you had to decorate the center with a colorful piece of cloth.

It seemed that I would go crazy every time I pa.s.sed by an outfit that brought my visual senses into question.

One of the wealthier n.o.bles that pa.s.sed me was a tall, handsome blonde-haired man with a nose bigger than my finger. He walked proudly with red lace on his legs and his gait seemed to shout 'look at my beautiful legs like a flower!'

I became deeply frustrated.

This is not… This is not really…

Sometimes, fas.h.i.+on is artistic even if it's strange, but artistry seemed to have clung to the men for dear life.

Gundal's fas.h.i.+on was natural and easy to move. Sometimes we would dress up on occasion, but it was not as complicated to the point of overdoing it.

'Yeah… We certainly don't have eyelashes like him.'

I laughed and stared at the blonde man at the center. Then I noticed his long eyelashes were actually ornaments and there was one going down his forehead between his eyes.

“…”

I pressed my eyes with both hands and walked to a nearby cafe. I was exhausted and could no longer see another man without closing my eyes. I ordered a drink and sighed. After seeing all the fas.h.i.+on that were symmetrically emphasized, I needed to be revived.

How can people keep their eyes open? Does anyone not see this? Or am I the only one with eyes?

I got angry and looked around the room to rejuvenate myself from their fas.h.i.+on sense. It was an ordinary, plain cafe but they had pictures hanging everywhere on their walls.

'I wonder if they have more pictures like these?'

"We have a lot of other pictures here too, please look." When the cafe owner saw me take an interest in the paintings, he kindly invited me over.

"Our shop also serves as a gallery. If you have any pictures you like, please let me know."

Ah, so there were a lot more pictures.

Madam Rurin's mansion had an enormous collection of paintings, almost like a museum. Her collection also housed the most expensive pieces by the most famous artists

It was the first time I saw pictures by unknown artists sold so casually on this street. I looked at the pictures with excitement.

"…Well?"

I looked at each picture one by one and raised my eyebrows.

'No'

Of course, I shouldn't have expected anything.

Translator: Cenetta

Proofreader: Arie Bee

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