I just stared at the wall, unable to move or speak. This was both boring and frustrating.
All I could do was think, and my thoughts felt isolated. I pondered many things.
One of them was the necessity of dealing with the royal family again. While it brought trouble, it also offered many benefits for growth and power.
*Sigh*
This body could only sigh. My new family wasn't cold; in fact, they were quite good to me.
My previous life was filled with hardships and suffering. My family treated me only as a tool for their own purposes.
*Sigh* Forget about it. Those thoughts are useless.
I wasn't alone in here; there was a maid to take care of me. She was warm and kind.
While I didn't understand everything, I could sense their emotions. They didn't show any hostility or anything negative toward me. It felt quite comforting.
"Your Highness, here is your milk," she said, handing it to me.
I drank it. It tasted good, though I felt a bit embarrassed.
As I reflected on these days, I found myself mostly thinking. There wasn't much to do.
As I drank the milk, the maid moved closer to me.
She approached with both hands outstretched.
Wait, is she going to harm me? Did I misjudge her?
No, I can't let that happen.
She placed her hands gently on my face.
What?
"Ewww, so cute!" she exclaimed.
Should I kill her?