How To Hide Emperor's Child

Chapter 49

Astelle waited eagerly for today to get permission from Kaizen.
It was the first time in her life that she has waited so eagerly for a ball.

When she lived as crown princess in the capital, balls were just a cumbersome event.

The Marquis shared breakfast with her and reassured her because she was still nervous.

"Don't worry too much. There's no reason for the emperor not to allow it."

"Yes, that's right."

'There is no reason for Kaizen to refuse.'

Only Astelle herself was needed for the will.

There was no reason for him to insist on taking Theor to the capital.

"If he refuses, I will try asking him myself."

Even her grandfather said he'd come forward and ask, so he would surely listen.

Astelle entrusted the vial she carried in her arms to her grandfather.

She cannot be with Theor this evening.

She won't even have time to give him the potion.

"Please, take care of Theor."

"Sure. Don't worry and go ahead."

By the time it was afternoon, Astelle became very busy.

She has made tons of preparations for the ball since early in the morning.

When she lived as a crown princess, she usually took care of her skin and hair. She had all the dresses, shoes, gloves, and handkerchiefs that she could easily wear at any time.

But for the past six years, Astelle has lived a life that is inferior to that of a maid.

Taking care of her skin and hair was unthinkable.

As a result, her skin was a little rough and her hair was as stiff as dry grass. Her nails were also cut short.

"Just wash my hair with lotion, put on some simple makeup, and apply a little bit of rouge."

At Astelle's words, the maids' eyes widened.

"Lady, you can't go to the ball if you're not wearing makeup properly."

The Empire had strict and complicated rules for social events such as prom and tea parties.

The woman attending the prom had to put on make-up and lift her hair so that she could look splendid.

Astelle didn't want to dance anyway, and she didn't want to hang out with the people there, so she did not need to dress up perfectly enough to be admired.

'It may seem strange to others, but it's okay.'

She turned to the maids and asked again.

"Then just make sure I don't attract too much attention."

However, it was more difficult than she thought.

Buttermilk was applied to her limbs all day until sunset, and a thick cream was applied to her face to brighten the skin.

"Lady, this will help repair your hair."

In order to revive her hair which became stiff, the maid brought an unidentified mixture of egg yolks.

She washed her hair with it and applied a balm.

The maids admired Astelle.

"Oh my God, your skin is really smooth."