They don't want me to try anymore.

"and then?"

"After I changed you into your pajamas, I stood by and waited, and then I got sleepy..."

"Wait, not only did you sleep here, you even changed my clothes? Don't you think something's off?"

Katyusha tilted her head, her expression unchanged: "I am your personal maid and bodyguard. The old lady said that I should be by your side at all times."

Uh……

That's not entirely wrong, but...

Oh, forget it.

Richard thought to himself that this was still a matter of getting to know each other better.

Katyusha was only recently put into service.

The girl was originally a slave smuggled from the North. She was accidentally discovered and rescued by young Richard and raised in the palace as a maid.

A few days ago, Richard's former personal maid, a gentle woman nearing forty, went back to her hometown to open a sewing shop, and Katyusha naturally became the new maid.

However, perhaps due to her experience of being sold as a child, the girl's thinking is a bit strange. In addition, the matrons in charge of training the maids have a misunderstanding of Richard, which leads to some funny situations from time to time these days.

Of course, Richard didn't mind sleeping with a beautiful girl, but he felt it was best to wait until both of them were 18 before doing such a thing.

This can be considered a small act of perseverance by a time traveler amidst the sugar-coated bullets of feudalism.

Richard then put on a stern face and said, "Katyusha, I appreciate your work, but I don't need anyone to help me change my clothes, nor do I need you to sleep in my bed. There's a separate room next door; you can sleep there from now on."

"……OK."

Katyusha obediently nodded her little head, climbed off the bed, picked up the neatly folded maid outfit next to her, and then...

She changed her clothes in front of Richard.

Her pale pink silk dress slipped completely off, revealing her moist skin.

Her collarbones were like jade, her waist was slender enough to be grasped with one hand, and her fleshy thighs, which were rounded out from the edge of her bra, were as beautiful as a swan's. Her fair feet and ten plump, white toes were faintly visible in the carpet's plush, like little lambs hopping in the grass...

Richard paused for a second, then immediately turned his head away.

"Katyusha, you should go next door to change your clothes!"

"Your Highness, am I too ugly? Don't you like me?"

"no……"

"As long as you like it."

As she spoke, Katyusha took another step closer to the bedside without any embarrassment.

"Get out of here! Who taught you all this? Go next door!"

"Oh."

Katyusha obediently turned around, but her mind was still racing:

Why is His Highness's behavior different from what the nannies said?

If it's not because I'm ugly, then could it be because I'm not enthusiastic enough?

We need to improve next time...

The noisy morning passed quickly.

As the church bells rang in the city, Richard and Katyusha, dressed neatly, went to the dining room together.

At the head of the table sat a slightly hunched, short-bearded old man, who was Richard's father, King of Connaught, Henry Targaryen, also known as Henry II.

Richard bowed and said, "Good morning, Father."

"Have a seat, the roast chicken is getting cold."

Having been greeted, Richard smiled and sat down next to Henry II.

The father and son chatted while eating, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

As a time traveler, Richard initially felt some aversion to his father, whose actual age wasn't much older than his own.

However, because the queen died young and Richard was an only son, Henry II doted on Richard.

After sixteen years of painstaking effort, although Richard still couldn't regard the person in front of him as his own father, he was willing to consider him as family.

We were talking for a while.

Just as Richard was cutting a steaming, tender leg of lamb, Henry II suddenly said:

"By the way, Zoe will be back around noon today. I heard she brought you some very important news."

Zoe?

Oh, my distant cousin, right?

Chapter Six: The physical constitution of tree people cannot be generalized.

Zoe, whose full name is Zoe Wolfe, is fourteen years old and a member of an old earldom in southern Connaught.

Her mother was the younger sister of the late Princess Connaught, who was Richard's aunt, so the two were cousins.

When Richard was a child, Henry II intended for Zoe to be Richard's childhood playmate and raise her in the palace—however, due to the time traveler's advanced mental age, Richard was actually just playing with the little girl all day long.

But Richard was happy to do it.

Cute, juicy human babies are meant to be played with!

Anyway, he has a bunch of maids around him, so he doesn't have to do troublesome things like feeding, washing, or tutoring!

cough.

Two years ago, due to her outstanding talent, Zoe was taken back by her family to train in the ancestral way of chivalry. Judging by the time, she should have returned today after completing her training.

noon.

Richard and Henry II received the guests from afar in the main hall of the palace.

At the very front of the line was a beautiful lady with golden twin ponytails, wearing a light blue dress, and below the hem of the dress were a pair of slender legs encased in white stockings.

She blinked her large, emerald-green eyes, her delicate white fingers lightly pinching the hem of her skirt. She slightly bent her knees and smiled, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty..."

"Haha, it's been a long time since I've seen my child, no need for such formalities..."

Henry II waved his hand, casually inquired about the well-being of the rest of the Wolff family, then pointed to Richard and said kindly, "Since you've finally returned, I won't keep you any longer. You and your siblings should have a good get-together."

After he finished speaking, he and most of the visiting group went to the nearby council chamber.

At this moment, only Zoe and a tall man wearing leather armor remained as guests in the hall.

The man glanced at the simple and austere decor of the main hall, a fleeting look of incomprehension and disdain in his eyes, but then respectfully bowed to Richard and said to Zoe:

"Miss, I'm going to find the teacher..."

Seeing Zoe nod, he silently left the main hall.

Richard asked curiously, "Who is he?"

“Our family’s bodyguards were also students of Ms. Megan.”

Richard suddenly realized.

Megan is a court mage in Connaught, possessing peak Silver rank strength, and has been responsible for guiding Richard's professional training for the past ten years.

In this world's five-tier power system of Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, and Legendary, the peak Silver rank may not sound high, but for a Connaught with a population of several hundred thousand, it is already a rare strength.

Even if a single gold medalist were to appear at an exceptionally high level, the Connaught royal family couldn't afford to hire one.

Next, Richard led Zoe to the more private study next door.

On the way, he glanced at his cousin, whom he hadn't seen for two years, out of the corner of his eye.

They've grown so fast!

I remember her as a little kid running around everywhere, but now she's all poised and elegant, with the air of a lady from a distinguished family.

Just as Richard was expressing these sentiments...

"Ah, Richard, I miss you so much!"

After entering the room, the girl, who had just been keeping a straight face and upright posture, suddenly threw herself into his arms.

"what?"

"Waaaaah, you have no idea how much I've suffered these past two years. I haven't had a single day of sleeping in, and I have all sorts of training every day. And after training, they won't even let me eat cake..."

As Zoe rubbed her little face against Richard's clothes, making her pigtails sway like ears of wheat in the wind, she let out all the complaints she had been holding back for so long.

Richard was stunned for a moment, looking at the girl who was completely different from before, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She's still just a fourteen-year-old girl, far from being a true lady!

There's still room for playful banter~

Did this kid wipe his snot on his nose too...?

"Don't laugh, I finally gained my freedom!"

Upon hearing the sound, Zoe puffed up her pink cheeks in anger, looking just like a little hamster.