I Became the Maid of the Lout Prince

It had already been about 8 years since Serista’s wedding. It had also been roughly that long since Reynard and Marceline began working as the head butler and head maid of the Blackwood family.

What I once thought were problems, now, with the passage of time, seemed like little more than trivialities.

Even with the change in servants, the Blackwood family had managed just fine, and my relationship with Ethan, still as strong as it was over 10 years after our wedding, remained unshaken.

‘That damn bastard hasn’t aged a day since the Academy, has he?’

It was probably because of the Goddess’s blessing I had heard about in Mireya. Seraphine, too, hadn’t aged much, only about five years since she had just entered the academy. After she got pregnant with Lucian, she probably started aging, as she could no longer use divine power. Considering she became pregnant with her first child about two years after their marriage, she had likely stayed the same age up until then…

“……”

…No, let’s not overthink this. There’s no benefit in speculating about other people’s marital matters.

Even Silena, the elf, would probably keep her same appearance for hundreds of years. In the end, the one who had been hit hardest by the passage of time among the members of that damn bastard’s harem was Seraphine. She was probably under a lot of stress as ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) the Empress, and unlike her husband or other wives, she didn’t have the means or constitution to maintain her youth.

On the other hand, Silena, perhaps knowing that in the end, she would be the only one left, had been looking more relaxed every time I saw her. She probably wouldn’t have the wedding until all the other wives were gone, whenever that would be.

“Altair, Altair~! I’ll show you how to make a flower crown~!”

“I-I’m fine! I’m already four, I don’t need to do child’s play like that….”

“Come on! Let’s go~!”

“Wait, Silvia!”