As a queen who has lost her kingdom, I can see the comments section.

Next, she grabbed Amelia's hand and, under Amelia's puzzled gaze, tied Amelia's hand to her own.

"Eileen, this is..." Amelia blinked in confusion.

“This will make us even closer, so don’t worry, I’m willing to share half of your troubles.”

Eileen was a little awkward, but she still recited a line from "A Maid's Self-Cultivation".

Amelia: "..."

At this moment, she also thought of "The Maid's Self-Cultivation." Although she had only skimmed through it, she seemed to recognize the scene in the book. It was about a maid handcuffing herself to her master to share her anxieties and troubles, thus adding spice to their relationship.

Eileen probably couldn't find handcuffs, so she used a rope instead.

'Something feels off. Eileen still hasn't noticed the problem with *The Maid's Self-Cultivation*... Hmm, she hasn't read the rest, only the beginning. While the earlier parts do seem odd, it's not surprising that she wouldn't see the problem immediately. I'll stick to my original plan and not explicitly point it out; it's better to let Eileen realize the book is strange on her own, otherwise it'll embarrass her.'

A thought flashed through Amelia's mind, and a smile appeared on her face: "Is this Eileen's idea? Hmm, my worries have indeed lessened a lot. It's so good that Eileen can share my burdens like this."

Eileen's eyes lit up slightly.

She was actually worried that this method might not work, but since His Majesty thought it was effective, then she hadn't done anything wrong. The contents of the book "The Self-Cultivation of a Maid" were indeed reliable.

Book Three: The Silent Throne

Chapter 88 Bondage, ligature marks, strange and unusual things

Since the contents of "A Maid's Self-Cultivation" are useful, we can proceed to the next step.

Eileen thought to herself, and then took out a long rope.

Amelia: "???"

What is this for?

Amelia had only skimmed through a small portion of "The Self-Cultivation of a Maid" and knew only a few things, so she didn't know what Eileen was doing with the rope.

Eileen looked at Amelia and said, "Miss Lily, let me share more of your burdens."

According to "The Self-Cultivation of a Maid," if a maid wants to share her master's worries, she needs to take further action. Since her previous actions have been recognized, she naturally cannot ignore the next step.

Eileen then used the rope to tie herself and Amelia together.

The two bodies were pressed tightly together, with the rope wrapped around them again and again, tightening their grip even more.

Amelia could clearly feel Eileen's body temperature and softness, and hesitated to speak about it.

Should he stop Eileen's strange behavior? But Eileen didn't have any bad intentions; she just wanted to share his burdens, and the strange way she did it was only because she'd read a strange book. It wasn't Eileen's fault; it was the book's fault.

Forget it, let's stick to our original plan and not say anything. Let Eileen discover everything on her own.

Amelia chose to remain silent.

As long as things don't develop in a particularly strange way, I can tolerate it. In short, I can't make it clear that this is a strange thing, so as not to embarrass Eileen.

[Guys, am I watching a proper anime right now? Something feels off.]

What exactly is the content of "The Maid's Self-Cultivation"? Can anyone provide me with a copy?

[Stick them on, stick them on, stick them on as much as you want!]

Judging from Amelia's expression, she seemed to find the situation strange, yet she didn't refuse. Why didn't she refuse? Could it be that deep down she was actually expecting something? Heh heh.

Could you tighten it a little more? I love seeing my skin look concave when it's constricted.

At this moment, the audience was extremely excited, sending one barrage of comments after another.

Amelia felt a little embarrassed and turned her head away from the comments, but while she could ignore the comments, she couldn't ignore the warmth emanating from Eileen's body.

That warmth, that softness... it's all so vivid.

And why tie it up so thoroughly with rope?

The two were bound starting from their feet, and then the bindings moved upwards to their shoulders.

Eileen finally tied the two of them up completely, and then, as described in the book, tied a knot in the rope.

After completing these tasks, Eileen breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Amelia had not expressed any opinion.

"At first, I wondered if this was strange, since I'd never heard of a maid being completely bound to her master like this before. But since His Majesty hasn't said anything, it must be normal. I never imagined that a maid would have to do such things. If I hadn't read 'A Maid's Self-Cultivation,' I wouldn't have known about this. I still have so much to learn."

Eileen felt that she should read more of "The Self-Cultivation of a Maid" in the future and learn how maids take care of their masters.

Amelia had no idea what Eileen was thinking, but since it was already late, she could only say, "Eileen, we should go to sleep now."

"I understand, then I'll turn off... turn off the light."

At this point, Eileen realized that she could no longer turn off the light. She and Amelia were tied up tightly together, so naturally she couldn't get up.

Although the rope was tied in a tight knot, she could forcibly break it with her strength, but wouldn't that make the whole thing pointless?

Eileen felt that binding herself to Amelia was a way of sharing Amelia's burdens. If she were to break the rope so easily, wouldn't that mean she was unwilling to share Amelia's burdens?

According to "The Self-Cultivation of a Maid," once one is bound to their master, it must last for at least one night.

Thinking of this, Eileen fell silent.

“We really should turn off the lights and go to sleep, but right now…” Amelia looked at Eileen beside her.

"I'm sorry, Miss Lily, I can't turn off the lights right now."

"I can tell."

"So, Miss Lily, would you mind sleeping with the lights on?"

"With the lights on? Well... okay, having the lights on isn't a bad thing."

Seeing Eileen's slightly uneasy expression, Amelia didn't know how to say anything that concerned her.

When Eileen heard Amelia say that, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The night was deep, and the night wind blew through White Maple Academy. You could see fallen leaves drifting on the branches outside the window, and you could imagine that by tomorrow morning, the ground would be covered with layers of white fallen leaves.

In the bedroom, Amelia closed her eyes.

But a few minutes later, Amelia opened her eyes again.

Can't sleep.

It wasn't that she couldn't sleep because the lights were on, but rather that she was bound, which made her feel constricted and uncomfortable, so it was understandable that she couldn't fall asleep.

She glanced at Eileen beside her. Eileen was already asleep, her long eyelashes fluttering, her pretty face fair and rosy, delicate and flawless.

So close!

Amelia blushed slightly as she noticed the distance between herself and Eileen.

Although they are all girls, it always feels a little strange when girls are tied together and sleeping side by side.

And this rope is really tight.

Amelia thought to herself, and couldn't help but shift her body slightly.

With just a slight twitch, Eileen immediately woke up: "What's wrong, Your Majesty... oh no, Miss Lily?"

As a guard, Eileen's senses were naturally very sharp; even the slightest disturbance would wake her up. At this moment, she looked at Amelia with concern.

Amelia hadn't expected to wake Eileen, and said helplessly, "It's nothing, I just feel it's a little tight."

Eileen suddenly realized and said, "I understand. We were lying on our backs, which is why we were being constricted too tightly. If we lay on our sides, the space would be a little larger."

As she spoke, Eileen turned herself to the side.

Hearing what Eileen said, Amelia also turned to face Eileen.

When the two of them were face to face, Amelia always felt that their faces seemed to get closer and almost touch, which made her eyes flicker.

At this moment, Eileen also sensed that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

'Your Majesty's eyes are so beautiful, like a blue lake under the sunlight, so dazzling.'

'His Majesty's face is also very handsome, with a perfect face shape and flawless skin.'

'Your Majesty's body is so supple.'

All sorts of thoughts that Eileen had never had before flooded her mind.

With her body turned to the side, she could clearly feel Amelia's ample bosom, and the pressure gave her a peculiar sensation she had never experienced before.

Your Majesty is developing very well...

After this thought crossed her mind, Eileen's face flushed slightly.

She felt she was being incredibly disrespectful. As a guard and maid, how could she think such disrespectful things? That was His Majesty! How could she imagine His Majesty in such a strange way?

sleep!

Go to sleep now and stop thinking about those strange things!

Eileen quickly closed her eyes, trying her best to fall asleep.

A few minutes later, Eileen reluctantly opened her eyes.

Can't sleep.

She glanced at Amelia, who was already asleep, her long eyelashes fluttering.

Looking at Amelia's beautiful face, Eileen's somewhat agitated heart gradually calmed down.

Although the other person's gentleness still made her uneasy, as a qualified guard and maid, she had to learn to restrain herself and maintain normalcy within that restraint.

Eileen closed her eyes again.

==========

The next day.

Bright sunlight streamed through the glass windows into the bedroom, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.

Amelia woke up contentedly.

She slept well that night, feeling as if she were hugging a soft pillow the whole time, which was very comfortable.

But Amelia was startled as soon as she opened her eyes: "E...Eileen, what's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep at all last night?"

What appeared before Amelia's eyes was Eileen's somewhat haggard face; she could even see dark circles under her eyes.