Shortly after, me and Erith parted ways and I made it to the laundry grounds outside. There were already some sheets being aired out, likely hung there before lunch. The usual laundry maids slack off for a few hours and pick up the drying laundry right before sunset. I've watched them before while taking little Jen out to play outside or on walks, so I know no one would swing by here anytime soon.
A small sigh as I move the little garments into the cold tub of water. The washboard a little ways away still has soap slowly dying on each ridge. The laundry maids don't even clean up or put away the equipment.
"Well," I mutter, gently scrubbing the small clothing while lathering it with spare soap against the washboard. "I guess it works in my favor."
Compared to our servant uniforms, Jen's laundry doesn't get too dirty so insistent scrubbing isn't needed. As she grows and goes outside more though, I'm sure her clothing will be more difficult to wash. Absent-mindedly, I let my thoughts drift to the future. Jen's first birthday is very soon, and very quickly will come her second, then third, and so on. And each year is a year closer to the 'beginning' of the story.
In truth, I don't know what I should do when the story begins. Or rather, what I can do. I want to say that I want to change things, but realistically, there's only so much I can do myself. There's also the matter that I don't know which story I'm currently in, either. A lot of my actions from then on when the story starts... really depends on which world I'm in—the world of [Who Made Me A Princess], the world of [Suddenly Became A Princess One Day], or the world of [Lovely Princess]. The storylines are very different after all.
And also the fact that... if this world truly is the world following the story of [Who Made Me A Princess], I do not know its ending. So at the end of the last [chapter], I do not know what kind of fate is in store for my little princess—whether it would be a happy end, or like the novel, an unjust one.
It was almost as if I was involved in a game of chess before it had even begun. I know which moves the opposition may take and how that would affect me. But I am clueless as to what my own moves would be, and if my actions would result in a predetermined win, or if my carelessness would only place the people on [my side] in a checkmate.
Depending on the story I had awoken in, if I'm not careful in observing the events around me, I could instead be leading my Lovely Princess to unhappiness. And that's the last thing I want to happen.
So I need to watch carefully, somehow. Especially events concerning the royal palace. But there's still a couple of years until then.
Except if this is the world of [Lovely Princess] in which there would be no cues at all as to what story this would be from the palace, I can only—
"Well this is a surprise!"
A person's shadow is cast over me, a younger, high pitched voice coming from behind. I halt my scrubbing, looking over my shoulder to a head of short, ginger hair. There's a smile on her face, tilting her head to have a better look at what I'm doing.
"I never thought I'd meet you again here of all places."
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A Lovely Princess and her Faithful Servant
Fanfiction'Who Made Me A Princess' was a popular manhwa and novel about a girl named Athanasia who had reincarnated into the world of the novel, 'A Lovely Princess'. In A Lovely Princess, Athanasia was unable to gain the affections of her tyrant father, the e...
