"Come in," I said, after checking myself a bit and turning towards the door.
The door was pushed open by a maid dressed in a black and white maid outfit. She was carrying a bowl of warm water and a towel.
I returned to my bed and sat down. The maid came closer, offering me a bowl of warm water to wash my face, then dried it with a soft towel.
"Princess, do you need anything else?" She asked me in a low voice. Her head bowed slightly, not looking at me at all.
"Hm, warm up the water. I want to take a bath." Saying this, I glanced at my dishevelled bed. Where lingered a sweet smell of that pervert, reminding me of him snuggling in my bed.
"I will prepare it quickly." The maid bowed and quickly left to prepare the warm water.
I sighed and went to the dressing table, looking at myself in the mirror. A pretty young lady was standing in front of me with long black hair cascading down her back, smooth milky skin, and a lean and tall figure, adding extra charm to her beauty.
This was me, I was just like my dream self, while reading those romance novels. I got everything that I dreamed of except for freedom.
"Princess, your bath is ready." The voice of that maid came again.
"This quick?" I asked questionably, usually it took 10 to 15 minutes minimum to heat up the water.
"We had prepared it for you in advance." She replied in a clear voice, her head down.
"Um, you can leave now." I dismissed her before entering the bathroom.
The bathroom floor was covered with some unknown dark green stones, which gave this place a beautiful look, surrounded by white rocks. In front of me was a huge path carved with the image of an ancient Phoenix.
I let my dress slip down from my body before placing my feet in this warm water to check the temperature. After confirming it wasn't too hot, my whole body was submerged in the water, leaving just my face out to breathe.
This warm water was soothing to my skin and mind. It also calmed my nerves from this morning's agitation.
The life of a princess is really boring, but luckily, I have a fun brother, just a bit perverted.
Thinking about him, I laughed subconsciously. I had always liked his cuteness, the only fun toy I got in this prison.
I let my body free, enjoying the light tickling of warm water. It was releasing all my fatigue mentally and physically.
As I was enjoying my bath, someone broke into my room.
"Sister, where are you? Breakfast is ready." He called out to me excitedly as always.
This pervert again, I opened my eyes, my body still lying in the bathtub, soaked in warm water, but I didn't reply to him.
"Sister… where are you?" He came straight to the bathroom, pushing the door open happily like he was strolling in his garden.
He looked at me with a silly smile and said, "Should we take a bath together, just like those golden days?"
I stared at him calmly, not buying his words. My whole body was still submerged in water while my head peeked out from within.
He stared at me slyly a bit, but didn't come forward and closed the door before saying, "Quickly come out, or we will get late."
Once he closed the door, I also stood up from the bathtub, wrapping a towel around my body, and walked out from there.
Outside, that pervert lay on my bed lazily. As I came out, he quickly sat straight, staring at me like a hungry wolf.
I gave him a fierce glance, our gaze met, and he smiled like a fool.
"Hmph", I scoffed at his disgusting behaviour, and went to the wardrobe to pick my clothes. I didn't dwell on the dress; I just picked a random one. His gaze was annoying me.
"Aren't you done staring?" I snapped at him fiercely, unable to tolerate it any longer.
"Ok, I am not watching my pretty sister anymore. Are you happy now?" He closed his eyes and turned to face another directly, behaving like a little boy.
I didn't argue with him anymore and changed into a simple yellow palace dress, without any fancy gems or embroideries. After dressing, I went to the dressing table to fix my hair.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Though these full sleeve dresses may not look good, they were still the most comfortable outfits I had. I picked a comb and ran it through my hair. Just then, a black-haired, handsome man stood behind me, his slightly red eyes fixed on me.
He extended his hand and took the comb from my hand, and gently brushed my hair. I sat still, watching his reflection in the mirror as his hand ran through my hair. A warm breath tickles my neck.
He carefully combed my hair. While I sat frozen in place.
"It's done." Suddenly, his voice rang in my ears like the chime of bells waking me up from the momentary daze.
"Huh…" I reacted unconsciously and blinked a few times, coming back to myself.
"Sister, we are already late for breakfast." He spoke playfully like he was some 5-year-old kid waiting for his sister to come with him. Complete, opposite to his perverted behaviour from before.
I stood up and left the room with him tugging on my sleeves like a shy little brother. He was already taller than me, and his childish behaviour made it a bit awkward for me.