A Treasured Beauty in a Golden House

I had just jumped out of bed when Maple called out to me.

Turning back, I saw his docile sitting posture, which utterly charmed me.

Of course, he wasn’t truly docile.

He simply couldn’t see and dared not make any rash movements.

“Prince, why are you so nervous?”

“Don’t let me make a fool of myself in front of outsiders…!”

“Ohhhhh,” I drawled intentionally.

“Then how about we close the door and only ‘make a fool’ of yourself in front of me?”

“You misunderstand! That’s not what I meant!”

Next, with Maple’s eyes bandaged, he could only be at my mercy, which thrilled me greatly.

I tilted my head and smiled sweetly at him.

“Do you regret entering my bedroom?”

“It’s too late to regret it now, isn’t it?”

Wow, his tone was so submissive.

How could he be so adorable?

“It’s good that you know yourself well.”

“Once you step in, you won’t be leaving this door.”

“I’m going to keep you like a treasured beauty in a golden house.”

Upon hearing “treasured beauty in a golden house,” he immediately lost his composure.

Even though he was a boy, being provoked with such words was sure to make him feel ashamed!

“Princess, please stop messing around!”

“We’re only engaged; we haven’t officially married yet!”

“Who’s messing around with you?”

“While your eyes can’t see, of course, I have to do some enjoyable things.”

I glanced at the wardrobe, and its doors swung open on their own.

One after another, women’s clothes flew out, lining up in front of Maple, ready to be tried on.

“What’s that thing fluttering in front of me again?”

“Just women’s clothes.”

“Stay in that position and don’t move.”

“Let me see what kind of little dress suits you.”

“You’re absurd!”

“Go ahead and scold me a few more times with that shy voice of yours.”

“I love listening to it, anyway.”

“Let me go back!” he said, puffing up his cheeks.

I wasn’t some kind of devil.

Why did those lines make it sound like I had imprisoned him?

“If you’re going to leave, you’ll do so wearing women’s clothes.”

“I’ve never lost a fight, so why should I wear women’s clothes?!”

What?

Maple actually remembered that detail?

If he were truly invincible, wouldn’t I never get to see him like this?

I had to admit, Maple indeed had the potential for women’s clothing.

How could I make him willingly put on a little dress?

No, even if he was forced, that would work too.

Just then, a voice came from outside the door.

“Excuse me, have you seen my Prince?”

I turned to look at Maple.

“Your Maid is looking for you.”

He looked uneasy and anxious.

“I’ll just tell her you’re not here~”

“You…”

I made a ‘shh’ gesture to him, even though he couldn’t see it.

“Don’t make a sound, or if someone sees you on my bed with so many adorable women’s clothes in front of you, it’ll be impossible to explain.”

Maple: …

After giving my instructions (threats), I finally opened the door a crack.

“What’s wrong?” I feigned ignorance, asking the Maid standing outside the door.

“Princess, have you seen my Prince?”

“No, I haven’t.”

“He’s not here with me.”

“Oh, it’s time for him to take his medicine.”

“Where could he have run off to?”

She held a teacup and looked around.

“So that’s how it is?”

“Then just give me the medicine.”

I snatched the teacup from her hand without a word.

“????”

Immediately after, she looked into the room with an incredulous expression.

I quickly said, “Goodbye!” and promptly closed the door.