Evil Iris

Chapter 5

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Patting my own shoulder

The Palace was large and spacious. When I arrived just after sunset, I was disoriented at first, but it turned out the distance between the annex and the main building was unexpectedly close.

The maids were busy moving between the two buildings, carrying something and working from a distance. And I knew from the novel that Sylvie was in the annex.

When I looked towards the annex, Noah snapped at me and forced me to look away.

Curious about his reaction, I asked Noah , "It looks like someone is staying at the annex. Who is it?"

"It's none of your concern. You're only staying in the palace, so stay as quiet as a mouse."

Then Noah quickened his steps.

Looking at things objectively, I could understand why Iris would be jealous and harbor resentment towards Sylvie.

It would definitely hurt Iris's pride, much more her heart, to see that not only did Noah show disinterest in marrying Iris, he even brought his lover to the annex on the same day they got married.

Furthermore, weren't they being too open about this, to the point that Noah's mother, the current Empress dowager, could easily find out about it? It seemed that none of the people here reported it to the Empress .

As I walked around and entered the building, two people came out and bowed.

"You've arrived, Your highnesses." The wrinkled butler greeted us first. Forgive me for being rude, but looking at the old man, it seemed that he should be served rather than serve.

"Unfortunately, the Madam's bedroom has not yet been cleaned up. Would it be okay to stay in the guest room for today?" It was Bethany, the head maid.

The woman glanced up and down at me, condescending as if she were the mistress of this house.

"No. Guest room? Do you think that makes sense? Prepare the room while I take a bath."

I delivered my request without losing to her. Surely, there wasn't much to clean in a room that hadn't been used in a long time.

And even if that were the case, a normal person would recommend that the newlyweds share a room instead. The head maid had implicitly shown what she thought of Iris in the palace by suggesting the guest room.

"But..." the maid mumbled as if surprised that I refused.

I turned to Noah, seeking a silent agreement, but he didn't seem to be able to take a hint.

"Noah." I finally opened my mouth, frustrated at the ignorant male lead. "Shall I go to your room to sleep today? Otherwise..."

"Do what she tells you to do."

It was a little ridiculous to see Noah panic at my words, but it would have been frightening on my side if he offered to sleep with me.

Thankfully, he understood what I meant. Anyway, if he was going to hate it that much, he should have agreed from the start.

Bethany, the maid who had just openly defied the new Mistress, eventually lowered her head at Noah's order.