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

Chapter 582: Have The Skills? Use Them

"You don’t have to cover for him, Your Highness," the housekeeper countered, eyes softening briefly before hardening again. "Your wellbeing became our duty from the moment His Highness acknowledged you. This must be done."

Then, to the guards: "Go."

The guards froze, caught in the middle. Should they obey the housekeeper, the man who had always commanded their loyalty, or the princess, who carried his highness’s acknowledgment?

Their eyes shifted toward the housekeeper. The weight of their silence said it all.

But instead of pressing the guards, the housekeeper turned back to Nnenna, studying her carefully.

"Your Highness?" he asked, his tone softer now, yet still carrying that edge of inquiry.

"It was really an accident," Nnenna replied firmly. Then, lowering her voice, she added, "I wouldn’t cover up for anyone who makes an attempt. I’m more than capable of dealing with them myself if they dare try."

The housekeeper held her gaze for a moment longer before finally nodding. With a flick of his hand, he signaled the guards to stand down.

"Very well. Alice will be coming over shortly to tend to your wounds," he said smoothly, his voice sliding back into its usual calm, paternal cadence. "After that, you may take your brunch."

"Okay." Nnenna nodded, her eyes narrowing slightly as she scanned his face for any crack, any trace of deceit.

Nothing.

Hmm. He’s good, very good. Even with her training under Arthur, she couldn’t read through him at all. His expression carried only genuine concern, every word spoken with sincerity.

But then again, someone of his standing in the household, and now, as she realized, in the martial world as well, would hardly be an open book. He was probably well trained, both in concealing his true thoughts and in wearing convincing masks when necessary.

Which only made him more dangerous.

the housekeeper reminded her, noticing she was still standing

to leave. But then something struck her. She

"The soup!"

blinked.

like some soup as well," Nnenna said suddenly, her tone

lifted ever so

Make me some," Nnenna

enough for her to notice. "I’m afraid that might take a while, Your

narrowed, curiosity

not ready yet," he hurriedly replied. Then, as if to patch the slip, he added, "But it will

for it in thirty minutes," Nnenna answered with a light smile, though

about that. I hope you understand." His voice remained

replied softly, her

he gave his reasons, especially when he couched them

one of the servants mention you already made soup," Nnenna added casually, but her eyes never left his

the housekeeper answered smoothly, as if he

can give me a little from there,"

didn’t flinch. "It won’t be enough," he replied patiently, his tone calm,

never

she finally said, letting the matter drop with a faint

gave the smallest of sighs, silent relief hidden behind his fatherly expression. She had never pressed him this much before. What had

he said gently, "I’ll tell the kitchen to prepare soup along with your brunch. In the meantime, let Alice treat your wounds. I’ll inform you when

nodded and turned away, her

her room, she waited quietly for Alice, her hands throbbing

that soup will be served in a few

to do to stop it?" the System asked in her

thought, her