They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 569: Annoying Protocols

"And by the way, move my things and a bed to his room. The room is big enough for tens of people. I’ll be staying there from now on. "

The housekeeper froze, then shook his head firmly. "I can’t allow that, Your Highness. You just said you won’t disturb him, but staying in the same room with him would do exactly that. You already have your own room, especially designed by him. It will make him happy if you stay there."

Nnenna frowned. What’s with all this resistance? she wondered.

But before she could press further, the housekeeper’s expression smoothed into a polite smile. "I’ll go upstairs now to make sure everything is fine with His Highness. Please enjoy your dinner." With that, he bowed slightly and walked off, leaving her stewing in unanswered questions.

Nnenna was displeased, but also considerate. Maybe it was just protocol, every castle had its own rules. But staying so far from Carl’s room didn’t sit right with her at all. If anything, it only made her more restless.

She decided she would ask him directly. If she couldn’t move into his room, then at least something close by.

Locating his quarters from memory, she walked over. The moment she approached, the door opened automatically.

Inside, Nanny spun around, startled, then relaxed when she saw her. She was at the outer section of the room, carefully arranging dishes.

"What are you doing here? Haven’t they served your food already? You should be eating by now," Nanny scolded lightly.

"They haven’t," Nnenna replied, though she wasn’t exactly complaining.

"How irresponsible of them to keep you waiting," Nanny muttered, shaking her head. "I’ll handle it once I’m done with His Highness’s dinner."

help you with that," Nnenna offered, stepping closer to the neatly laid

it myself," Nanny snapped, sharper than intended. Then, catching herself, she softened with a sigh. "Sorry. It’s just... I’ve gotten used to taking care of him, handling everything myself. Especially with the current situation,

I’m not an outsider. I would

arrived today, and trust would take time to build, but still, they needed

first day here, and you don’t know our rules yet. Protocol demands that I arrange all of His Highness’s dinners myself, no servants involved. That way we can be sure no poison slips through his food. This system has been in place for many years,

of his allies. If this method had kept him safe

with it. If his meals were already protected by a trusted ally, then maybe she should turn her focus

before I go downstairs." She didn’t wait for Nanny’s reply and stepped

teased, her voice playful. "Your castle has more rules than even Arthur’s. And he’s Arthur, the crown

into a smile he hadn’t worn in a long time. "It’s just to keep me safe. Over

on her, softer now. "So... how do you like your room?" he asked, almost

hopeful look in his eyes, her own expression softened. "I like it very much." She hesitated, then added honestly, "It’s just... I would’ve preferred

Carl repeated, raising a brow, though his smile widened. "How close again could it possibly be?" His laugh was warm, low, and it filled

was enormous, so in truth, her room was closer than most. Still, probably just

his voice holding the faintest trace of

Nnenna replied. Then she puffed her cheeks and put on a mock serious tone. "But protocol demands that the future king eats alone, and everyone

someone breaking through the walls of formality with something as simple as

now that you’re here," Carl