Imprint of count wolf - Chapter 17
Anne did not remain by her side anymore. Lisa limped a little as she went down to the first floor as Anne guided her.
( lol she is walking side to side. Ariane grande fan here!!)
Yesterday I had a bathtub in the room, so I thought it would be prepared there, but there was a full-fledged bathroom on the first floor as well.
Lisa’s eyes widened as she saw the large stone bathtub. Hot water flowed out of the mouth of a wolf statue standing in both corners of the bathtub, and water drained from the other side and disappeared into the floor. Anne explained. “Since it draws water from the hot spring, you can use it anytime. It is a place that can only be used by Arnulf’s immediate family members.”
Lisa replied, thinking that it was not possible to relate it to herself. After all, if it were such a great bathroom, it was natural that only a handful of Count’s people could use it.
Anne realized Lisa misunderstood and added.
“You can come anytime you need. You have access to everything here, ma’am.”
“Madam is now Arnulf’s closest family now. You are the Countess now.”
Lisa replied in confusion. It wasn’t until later that she realized that Anne did not know that she wasn’t really the Princess of Aida.
Although I came to the estate in such a poor state, I still came in the Duke of Aida’s carriage.
“I’ll attend to you in the bath,” Anne declared with a blunt face.
But Lisa politely refused.
“It’s okay. I want to be alone.”
“Okay. There must be times like that when you prefer to alone. I understand.”
Lisa shrugged and answered.
“In case of injuries or scratches, if there is, be careful as it is not too good to immerse it in water for too long. Would you like me to help you tend to them?”
“No, I don’t think there is a need to do that. Thank you.”
Lisa immediately replied in an embarrassed state.
When Anne left, she was left alone in the bathroom. Lisa exhaled all of the breath she had subconsciously withheld. Then she carefully plunged her toes in the bathtub.
The water was hot. Little by little, Lisa adjusted her body to the hot water, and slowly entered the bathtub.
As the hot water soaked into my aching and stiff body, I finally relaxed my body.
At the edge of the bathtub was a pretty glass bottle of bath salts and perfume. Lisa touched it. It felt luxurious.
Outside the bathroom, Anne accompanied a sixteen-year-old girl and was waiting in the next room.