Chapter 1486: The Beginning of the Scandal

"Hiss..."

Whether it was because the water temperature was a bit low or because she felt some kind of malice from the netherworld, "Princess Caitlyn," who was currently soaking in the bath, couldn't help but shiver violently, feeling a chill run through her entire body.

"Your Highness?"

Hearing the commotion from the bath, the maid waiting outside the screen asked softly and concernedly:

"Is the water not hot enough? Do you need me to add some hot water for you?"

"No need!"

After pinching her throat to refuse the maid's request to add hot water, "Princess Caitlyn" picked up the comb from the edge of the bath, brushed through the chest hair that had become matted, then scrubbed her body hastily, climbed out of the bath with her two hairy legs bare, and picked up a folded bath towel to wipe herself twice.

Damn it... being a human is really troublesome; if you don't bathe, you actually start to smell sour!

Not knowing the true face beneath "Princess Caitlyn's" skin suit, the maid waiting behind the screen, hearing the sound of water as someone emerged from the bath, hurriedly turned around holding the clothing, eagerly helped "Princess Caitlyn" change into a bathrobe, and then said softly with eyes full of envy:

"Your Highness, your skin is truly beautiful; when slightly illuminated by the bathhouse lights, it looks as if it's glowing."

"..."

"And your figure, too. Even the sisters in the Dance Society who dance every single day don't have lines as perfect as yours. Especially the curve of your waist and hips—it's truly the most..."

"That's enough!"

After roaring this with some impatience, she looked at the maid who was clearly startled. Realizing she had spoken out of turn, Dong Ya had no choice but to lower her voice again, striving to strike a pose like a delicate beauty clutching her heart, and explained with a slight frown:

"My apologies. I was still thinking about what happened during the day. The reaction of that... Prince Lionheart made me a bit uneasy, so my attitude wasn't very good. I scared you."

"Ah, no, not at all!"

Seeing "Princess Katelyn" actually take the initiative to apologize to her, the maid hurriedly shook her head to indicate it was nothing, but she didn't dare to say anything more. Instead, she picked up a pure white towel and nimbly began to gesture with it in the empty air.

Judging by her movements... she was probably drying "my" hair.

After staring at the maid, who was holding the towel in both hands and repeatedly rubbing it against hair that didn't exist at all, and recalling the description she had given of her earlier, "Princess Katelyn" couldn't help but ask:

"In your eyes, what is that Prince Lionheart like?"

"Ah?"

"I mean his appearance, temperament, the way he speaks, and the feeling he gives you."

Considering that as a fellow human, this maid might find it easier to "understand" the God of Food than she did, "Princess Katelyn" sat patiently on the edge of the bath, letting the maid dry her non-existent hair while she pressed for an answer:

"My perspective is quite different from yours, and since you happened to be in the hall at the time, I want to hear it. From your point of view, what kind of person is that Prince Lionheart?"

"This..."

After hearing "Princess Katelyn's" question, the maid's movements paused slightly, and then she hesitated before answering:

"That Prince Lionheart... he has a kind of ambitious feeling. His gaze is very aggressive, especially when he stares into someone else's eyes; it's as if he can see straight into your heart with one look, which makes people a bit afraid to meet his eyes..."

"Hmm."

The taste of ambition should be the influence of 【Bedtime Stories】. As for the rest, that's likely the God of Food's own traits. As for that "aggressive" gaze, it should be his focus when thinking and analyzing; he seems to have a habit of constantly probing his opponents.

Quite satisfied with the maid's answer, "Princess Katelyn" nodded and said:

"Anything else?"

"Also..."

Hearing this, the maid hesitated for a moment, then plucked up the courage to say:

"Also, he must be very lecherous!"

"Ah?"

"I mean, he kept staring at your... staring at your chest!"

Recalling where "Prince Lionheart's" gaze had landed, the maid said with a look of disdain:

"You might not have seen it clearly from where you were, but I was standing behind you at the time, and that Prince Lionheart's eyes kept glancing at your chest!" Chest?

After looking down at her own chest, "Princess Katelyn" fell silent for a moment, then roughly understood what the God of Food was looking at.

In the eyes of ordinary people who hadn't entered 【Bedtime Stories】, her appearance and voice were exactly the same as Princess Katelyn's. But for the God of Food, who was quite powerful and had already faintly touched the threshold of a True God, even if his abilities were sealed, he could still see through part of this "disguise."

So he probably wasn't looking at her chest, but at the chest hair exposed by her wearing a dress, trying to identify her true self beneath the disguise. The God of Food likely didn't have the weakness of being lecherous.

"What a pity."

Under the maid's dazed gaze, "Princess Katelyn" reached out to lift her chest, then sighed with genuine regret.

"It would have been better if he were lecherous."

"..."

(o_o)?!

What does that mean? What do you mean it would be better if he were lecherous? Does this mean you refused to marry that freckled prince simply because you didn't fancy him, and instead took a liking to that Prince Lionheart?!

This... this... it doesn't seem entirely incomprehensible, does it?

Recalling the appearance of the evil Prince Lionheart, even the maid, who had strong prejudices against him, had to admit that although he wasn't some peerless beauty, he could definitely be called young and handsome.

Moreover, as he walked and swung his arms, the muscle lines under his well-tailored formal wear were clear and full, carrying a youthful vitality unique to young men. Coupled with his steady brows and eyes, and that oppressive gaze, he was indeed a very charming male.

【One by one...】

Besides, the men Her Highness usually met were either burly shamans with faces full of oil paint, stooped priests with long beards and robes, dancers dressed in colorful clothes like pheasants, or monks in hemp robes who had shaved their heads completely bald—and almost all of them were over fifty.

After seeing these people for so long, suddenly encountering a young, handsome man with good taste in clothes, it seems quite reasonable to develop a little interest, doesn't it?

"That's enough, you may go!"

Unaware of how many strange things the maid had imagined because of her two sentences, "Princess Katelyn" waved her hand to dismiss her, then changed her clothes and left the bath.

"Your Highness!"

When Dong Ya, dressed in a long gown, walked out of the outer room of the bath surrounded by two teams of maids, the President of the Shaman Society, who had been waiting outside, hurried up to meet her, reporting with eyes full of anxiety:

"The matter regarding the Yarn Ball Club has been investigated clearly. The assassination of His Majesty the Great Witch King was not plotted by them."

"Hmm?"

Hearing the Shaman Society President's words, "Princess Katelyn" couldn't help but frown, glancing at him with some displeasure.

The assassination of the Great Witch King never existed in the first place! I just wanted you to arrest the people participating in the Yarn Ball Club so they wouldn't help that black cat woman stir up trouble. Who told you to actually investigate it clearly?

However, although she was very dissatisfied, considering her persona as a "wise princess," Dong Ya had to return a gentle smile and sighed with a look of regret:

"So it wasn't them? It seems I have wronged them after all..."

"You haven't wronged them! Your Highness! They are not wronged at all!"

Seeing "Princess Katelyn" being so soft-hearted and even starting to reflect on herself at a time like this, the President of the Shaman Society couldn't help but darken his face, then said with a sense of frustration:

"Although they didn't assassinate His Majesty the Great Witch King, their target was you!"

"?!!!"

"Your Highness, behind the Yarn Ball Club is that Prince Lionheart. He joined forces with the President of the Yarn Ball Club to plot a kidnapping against you, and they are currently recruiting people everywhere on the streets!"

Looking at "Princess Katelyn," who had suddenly widened her eyes, the Shaman Society President explained a few things, then hurriedly urged with a look of urgency:

"This matter is of great consequence. I cannot move against that Prince Lionheart, so please order his arrest immediately! Send him back to his country at once! And permanently refuse him entry! You must not let him run wild again!"

(End of chapter)