
You know, what is the thing I regret the most in my life other than living life as a princess in this crazy empire? The answer is to go to the party hall. The emperor thought I was looking forward to partying with the babies of the nobles. As a result, the party that was supposed to be held tomorrow turned into tonight. In fact, only three hours ago I was found covered in dry porridge. But, the emperor immediately had all the servants present in the princess' palace prepare me for the feast.
Two minutes after I was found, the emperor immediately announced a sudden change in the schedule of the party that would be held for another two hours. All the nobles who were outside the capital instantly returned in order to save their heads. The invited babies were rushed to the salon. Babies aged 6 to 8 months should wear a dress that expands and dresses as beautiful as possible. The emperor did not invite a baby boy for fear of unwanted things like falling in love at first sight for example.
The knights in charge of picking up the babies instantly came to the mansion of the nobles who half-heartedly gave their babies away. Some of the babies were crying. Meanwhile, the rest seemed happy because they could go for a walk with a horse carriage. Their pleasure disappeared as the horse carriage walked into the gates of the imperial palace. Meanwhile, the crying baby is immediately silent and sculpting.
Look!!! Even the babies who he said could not think knew that the imperial palace was a very dangerous place!
"Aboo!!!"
I stared at the toy duck floating in front of me. I was really upset about having to soak in rose water. I've been soaking in this rose water for 30 minutes. For so long, my sweat will smell of roses. The bees will definitely chase me because of the smell of these roses.
The duck toys that filled the bathtub made me even more upset. My skin is like an old orange! Actually, what's the point of all this?!?! Why am I dressing up at a party that contains only baby girls who can't even talk yet?!?! Does the emperor want to match me with one of them?
Not want!!! I am still on the straight path of knowing!!!
"Daughter, look at this duck. They can float!" A waiter in charge of making sure I stay in the bath smiled as he pointed at the yellow duck toy in front of me.
I stared at the flat bath up wall. Both my hands move. Drown the duck floating before me without mercy. Well, I know that they're completely innocent. But, I'm really upset!!!
"Hahahaha, has the Princess finished her bath??" Ask the other waiter awkwardly.
I threw a cruel look at him. Does he think I'm so happy to be here that I didn't offer to stop?
He should have asked about it 25 minutes ago. My body feels like an old sponge that absorbs too much water. They really ruin this beautiful delicate skin!
"All right!!! Let's go!" One of the servants lifted my body.
A few drops of rose water dripped. Ah, my skin that was originally wrinkled immediately returned to how it was. Apparently this is water from the spirit of Bervan. It was only fitting for these servants to remain calm even though their daughter had soaked for 30 minutes.
The servants dried my body. It felt a little embarrassing because other people saw my body. But, there was nothing this baby could do. Anyway, if I was 1 year old, I would shower and change my own clothes!
I thought soaking in rose water for 30 minutes was the beginning and end of my suffering. But apparently that was just the beginning.
I had to wear a fluffy dress with a sprinkling of tacky looking gems. I've kicked that fucking dress many times. But, these servants did not know the word surrender. They kept trying to put that dress on me. Until finally, I gave up.
This dress is not so bad. Only, this dress is too fluffy and the color is too bright. Really doesn't fit my taste.
I think this dress is the queen's choice. Well, I must admit that the queen has good taste. It's just, not for me.
"Our daughter is indeed the most beautiful!!"
I stared at the waiter flat. He seems so happy because he tortured me. Now what? Tying your hair and wearing makeup? Well, I guess not. Or maybe it is.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror. If I see it as beautiful too. Thick hair is black with a slightly curly tip. Blue eye beads that glow under the light. White skin soft as snow. The visual of an imperial princess is indeed not to be underestimated, yes.
One of the servants brushed my hair slowly. Other waiters were busy choosing shoes and jewelry. The rest, busy with my makeup. Though, I'm just an 8-month-old baby going to a silly party. The babies won't remember the kidnapping under the guise of this party either.
Huh!!! Rebellion is free too. These servants will still dress me up as if I were getting married.
"Aboo!! Booo!!!"
I complained. I sat in this chair for 1 hour. There was indeed a soft pillow that made my butt not hurt even though I had been sitting for that long. My back doesn't hurt either because of its soft backrest. But, still! This baby is tormented!!!
They actually want me to attend the party or kill me slowly, anyway?
"I'm Eilian Fflur Len Anela Von Riesel greeting the only imperial star!" A woman out of nowhere stood behind me and bowed respectfully.
Isn't that name too long??? The name of this imperial princess alone was not that long. I'm 8 months old. So, how could I possibly remember a name all along and as difficult as that.
Did he say his name was alien? What a strange name.
The waiter turned my chair so I could see the woman clearly. It was strange to see a woman of the queen's age bowing in front of this baby. But, I'm happy too. It means I am the most powerful person.
Come on look graceful! Not tacky!
I'm throttling. Both my hands are above the snoring. Meanwhile, my two legs were on the chair straight ahead. Looks very graceful like an imperial princess. Well, even in the eyes of adults I'm just an adorable baby yak being adorable too.
"I'm the owner of Von Riesel Boutique."
"Yes, I don't know the boutique and don't want to know either!"
But, if he is a boutique owner and comes to my room, it means that his boutique is very famous in this empire. Well, judging by its luxurious yet elegant look I can already judge.
"I was sent by His Majesty the Emperor to deliver a dress order for Princess Auristele's party tonight!"
As soon as Eilian's sentence was over, some people who looked like store clerks went straight into my room. Their hands were busy pushing the half-open tiny cupboard. Dozens of dresses with various colors and models hang neatly there. I'm gawking.
"Your Majesty the Emperor does not know which dress the Princess will wear. So, he asked me to send all the dresses I had!"
I looked at Eilian in disbelief. The emperor sent this much dress to babies who didn't even care if they had plastic bags?? I'm sure the emperor's act of buying all the baby girl dresses in the famous boutique made the noble babies who were invited to the party by being forced to wear their old dresses.
Actually, he was either too rich or too wasteful, anyway.