Life As A Tower Maid: Locked Up With The Prince

Besides that, Albert had thoroughly and rationally prepared for his vengeance against Rosteratu before actually enacting it.

That’s how much he preferred working systematically. He respected his subjects, and he preferred to make decisions that would bring him gains with as minimal damage as possible.

He was the best man to be crowned king.

However, he would become a completely different man whenever it came to matters related to Jung-in.

Evidence enough was his willingness to use his authority as king to overturn the entire country without so much as a second of hesitation.

“Don’t worry, I have not forgotten my duties. I can’t possibly leave the country in ruin when it’s the place Jung-in will return to.”

Albert raised his gaze languidly and crossed his arms over his chest. Perhaps he recalled Jung-in’s face for a moment because a light smile could be seen on his lips.

“I promised to have everything ready for her.”

Albert murmured, a hint of his smile evident in his tone. It was the promise he made with his lover before they parted ways, and it was most definitely still in effect.

Everything would be ready just in time for her return.

“Huu…”

In the end, a long sigh left Mercy’s lips. She could feel her stomach burning.

It’s not as if she wasn’t worried about Jung-in. Mercy was also thinking about how they’d find her.

But this wasn’t right.

“Are you truly going to do it, Your Majesty?”

And Albert answered with another question as though he was surprised.

“Have I ever lied?”

Correction. Albert Grey was not just crazy. He’s beautifully crazy.

Mercy’s head started throbbing so terribly. She took in a deeeep breath as she pressed down on her temples.

First and foremost, she had to stop this crazy plan of conquering all the neighboring countries just for the sake of finding Jung-in.

‘…Liam should be here at times like this.’

Crying while eating mustard seeds, Mercy could blame only herself since she’s the one who put that illusion spell on Rosé.

“Your Majesty, transnational strife is certainly not an easy thing. The same is true with handling your duties as sovereign.”

Of course, these words held no bearing to Albert. Rather, he just raised his head and asked back as though it was obvious.

“Have I ever failed to keep my word?”

…As a matter of fact, it’s just as he said.

Though Mercy had been trying to persuade Albert all this time, she soon realized that she’s the one getting persuaded instead.

His Goddamn Majesty— No, uh, His Majesty was much too good at controlling people’s strings like puppets to make them do his bidding.

Noticing Mercy’s inner conflict, Albert continued with his glib tongue.

“I’m doing this for the sole reason of finding Jung-in. I have to personally step up to the plate because I’m the only one who can see her.”

He wasn’t wrong. Albert was, indeed, the only one who could see and touch Jung-in, who was currently just a soul.

It wasn’t the kind of thing he’d be able to ask someone else to do.

Of course, Mercy wasn’t that easy to persuade either. Lost in thought and at a loss for words, she opened and closed her mouth.

For the life of her, she could not understand Albert’s viewpoint.

Mercy herself was clueless when it came to love.

Of course, she had met Jung-in, and she knew just how much Jung-in’s warmth and gentleness had drawn Albert in.

So, she found out that her liege had a preference for kind people. And really, she personally had a lot of fun talking to Jung-in as well.

Mercy was well aware that Albert was a good man. However, his actions were now crossing the line.

‘Has he always been like this?’

Mercy sympathized with the predicament Jung-in was in right now, but she never imagined that Albert would become such a madman in the face of love.

He had always been a rational man, someone who never failed to sharply draw the line between him and other people.

Taking one more deep breath, Mercy tried to calm Albert down again.

“Please calm down, Your Majesty. It hasn’t been long since you met Miss Jung-in. I implore you to please, please look at things rationally.”

Quite literally. The only time Albert and Jung-in spent together was there in the tower.

As they were two individuals all alone and confined together in a limited space, it certainly wouldn’t take much for them to fall in love with each other.

But still. The time they spent together was very short.

Furthermore, Albert was the coldest, most rational man Mercy knew. He was the kind of person who would always judge each situation he was in with impartial logic.

“It would be best not to make any hasty decisions. Please take more time to consider it. Of course, I’ll be there to help as well.”

Albert stared straight into Mercy’s eyes.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t do that.”

At his firm answer, Mercy smiled.

“Your Majesty, you were with her in that tower for only a handful of months. It wasn’t that long.”

“It’s enough time for me.”

The parallel lines on which they stood continued on and on.

In the end, Mercy gave up completely. Albert was like an impervious shield.

Even if she’d use up the rest of her life to come up with all the valid reasons she could throw at him, she would never be able to persuade Albert.

At this point, she couldn’t help but ask.

Albert’s feelings seemed like they had gone beyond infatuation and were now encroaching upon the realm of madness. Mercy wanted to ask about the depths of his feelings so she could understand and could follow behind him, whatever action he might take from now on.

“When did you start falling for her?”

Mercy asked him with an incredibly helpless expression.

“What exactly do you like so much about Miss Jung-in? I’m going crazy just trying to understand how Your Majesty could have changed in such a short span of time.”