Can We Become A Family?

CHAPTER 8

Knock knock.

"It's Charlotte. I will come in."

When the morning came, Charlotte arrived to prepare.

Navia pulled down her sleeve to hide her wrist.

It's better to hide the black moon because it hasn't been determined whether it is visible to others or not.

Charlotte came in with water to wash her face.

"Ah... you were up."

Charlotte looked surprised that Navia woke up early.

"Yeah, I woke up early."

Navia always woke up at dawn. It was a habit she had over her life.

"It's wash water. I've also prepared for a bath."

"Okay. Thank you."

Her body felt like it was chewed up from the amount of cold sweat all over.

After placing the wash water in front of Navia, Charlotte found the untouched meal while cleaning up.

Navia slept without waking up last night. The meal Charlotte left in the afternoon remained the same.

Was her condition that bad?

Charlotte asked Navia awkwardly, who was washing her face.

"Um... do you feel okay?"

It's been a year since she's been working as a dedicated maid, but she's never had this worry before.

It wasn't just Charlotte who felt the awkwardness.

Navia blinked slowly and smirked.

"Are you worried about me?"

Charlotte's face was burning. She avoided Navia's eyes.

Navia continued, putting the towel down, "I'm okay."

"...that's a relief."

Charlotte lowered her head and cleaned the water hurriedly.

'Did the alliance make you feel grateful?'

Navia headed to the private right next to her with a dry expression. A large bathtub with golden legs was seen on the marble floor. The bathtub was filled with warm water.

"The third floor is certainly different."

Navia liked this change. Before, she had always been busy washing herself in cold water.

Navia had to wash herself without a bathtub and then walk back to her bedroom.

Because she had few clothes and accessories, it was better to dress herself in the bedroom than in the dress room.

"I will help you."

All of Navia's clothes were shabby dresses without ribbons, let alone lace. But Navia didn't care.

It was better than the vulgar and luxurious dresses that she wore when she went outside.

'I need to see if the crescent moon is visible to others now.'

Seeing that the black moon wasn't reflected in the mirror, it seemed like it wasn't visible like the number of regressions, but there was nothing bad about being careful.

Navia purposely scrunched her sleeves in front of Charlotte.

"Don't you think the sleeves have gotten short?"

Charlotte looked at Navia's wrist.

"It must have gotten shorter as you grew taller. I'll have it tailored."