I don’t know how I ended up in this situation, but I don’t mind it. I was hired as a servant for a princess who has unfortunately fallen ill to an unknown sickness. She’s unable to stand or walk on her own, or hardly see. I feel so sorry for her.
The thing is, I never expected her to be so pretty. If only she could see how she truly looked. She often makes me unable to do anything else but stare. Goodness, she’s stunning…
She’s already grown accustomed to me, and I’m grateful for it. I figured that I’d pour her a bath, so I did just that, taking her gently by the arm and leading her towards the bathroom. Holding her near me, I can smell her sweet scent, see her delicate features, see those smooth legs move… mmm...
I only hope that once she’s cured, my love for her will succeed and she will accept me.
“How are you feeling, Princess?” I ask her softly.