“And even managing your deteriorating body?”
It was an unnecessary addition.
I shook my head slightly instead of answering.
“I don’t need it. It’s Your Highness’s unnecessary worry.”
“Hey, what are you talking about? And I’m someone who works for money. Naturally, I have to prioritize my employer’s orders, right?”
It wasn’t wrong.
Emma’s employer was the princess, and therefore, my opinion was nothing more than a secondary consideration at best. I wasn’t naive enough not to know that.
I had no choice but to make a sullen expression at Emma’s attitude as she casually stuck by my side, probing my feelings.
“And I can tell just by glancing? Your body, it’s not normal… Why are you pushing yourself so hard? I heard you’ve already become strong enough.”
A faint playfulness lingered on the woman’s face as she put her hands behind her back and leaned her upper body slightly toward me. Whether she was asking sincerely, or just wanting to faithfully understand her employer’s request.
I clicked my tongue and turned my head even more roughly. Of course, that wouldn’t stop Emma’s barrage of questions.
“I heard…
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