Reborn as the Princess' Knight (GL)

Side Chapter: Get well first before we continue-!

Kazari's POV

I am a maid.

I perform the duty of serving my master's wishes and bids.

"Another. Your highness please stay still in order for the medicine to flow with your body."

My master, the princess, wouldn't sit still. She grunted and looked away whenever the needle came close to her skin.

I stood by her side feeling really worried. She looked really uncomfortable and seemed like she was in so much pain.

I cannot do anything and that frustrated me.

I was supposed to be her maid.

I was supposed to make her happy.

If I had the power to change positions I would gladly do it in a heartbeat but... such things won't happen.

"I-I'm not moving my arm anymore so get going already." (Princess Cecilia) said in an irritated yet scared tone. Ever since she was a child, I've watched her grow and see her mother the Queen in the same situation.

To think they're the same.

I feared for the worst.

The doctor nodded, pressing the syringe quickly and getting it out. With a heap of sigh she smiles at the princess. "Your highness, all is well now and you'll be alright for another week."

The doctor muttered and I could see the master not smiling. I wondered what she was thinking inside that head of hers? "Alright. Thank you and please leave. I need... some well needed rest." She motions the doctor to leave and he does.

I escorted him through the door, the princess sitting upright in her wheelchair.

Once the doctor is really gone, her pace turned pale and coughed in her hands.

I saw her raise it and grinned, "Ugh that feels horrible like always. The medication is slowly not being effective. Just like my mother's... what a shame."

I quickly ran to her side and found her now smiling at the sight of her own blood. "I... don't have much time to prepare it seems." (Princess Cecilia) mutters looking at me with tired eyes.

I shook my head and held her hands. "Your highness please. Don't say things like that. We'll... find a cure, the doctors can make one I assure you." I tried comforting her, but really it felt like I was also comforting myself at the same time.

A life without serving her highness.

It's like a life without reason to live.

I pleaded with her and she smiled. "It's been almost six years since she died. Father did everything he could but nothing worked. She only lasted five years, it's a miracle that I'm even alive to live this long." she told me and it felt like such a blessing at the same time a curse.

"I saw my own mother coughing her own blood three months before she passed. I have to make sure I have my plans completed before I... I don't want to finish this sentence." (Princess Cecilia) chuckles looking at her hand covered in blood. "Perhaps I deserved this."

I quickly took a handkerchief from my pockets, kneeled and shook my head giving the princess a glare for even saying these horrible things. She doesn't deserve this, and I intend to tell her that.

I worked up the courage and said to her, "To me you never deserved this. Your highness will live and I will be here continuing to serve you until you tire of me."

"You're a good sister, a friend, a daughter- you're very- important." I stopped for a moment, knowing that all of my words were true.

She was indeed very important to a lot of people.

Especially me, without her that day the royal family took my family in.

I would be wandering aimlessly with my mother.

"How about you? Am I important to you?" (Princess Cecilia) asks, acting as if she wasn't in great pain before. I sighed and stood up looking away, "Yes. You are. You already know how much importance you hold to this mere servant so I'm guessing this is just what you wanted to hear," I muttered a little shy but I could feel her gaze deepening with my face feeling hotter.

The princess nodded laughing, taking my hands in hers. She was holding a mere hand of a maid like they're the most expensive flowers that she ever bought. "And I always get what I want. But I suppose you already know that... I want you badly." (Princess Cecilia) confessed and I was absolutely swooned.

Must a woman like her with perfect status, perfect skills, and a perfect face- flirt with just a maid?! It's not like I do not enjoy her advances it's just-! Oh what the hell.

"My heart... is already yours to begin with," I tell her with a bashful look on my face and she grins. I did not know where the sudden confidence to tell her that came from but I was just glad that I did.

Her arm slithering to my chest, panicking hit her arm away. "We cannot do something like that unless you are well! If you want to continue then... get well!" I yelled at the princess covering my chest protectively, my heart beating right out of my chest.

She was about to touch them- my chest!

The princess to whom I've served since she was a child has gotten this... well- my words are in a jumble that I can only think of naughty at the moment!

I groaned, looking really flustered.

I don't mind it at all! But! Her health comes first!

She sits pouting, resting her back in a wheelchair, and she crosses her arms together. "To think there's some things I can't have." she muttered as if a child having a tantrum, I almost laughed. I quickly composed myself because if she found out that I'm making light of the situation she would ignore me for the rest of the night.

I pardoned myself. My hands felt a lot lighter when I leaned closer to her highness, cupping her cheek. As if she was expecting to have a kiss on the lips, closing her eyes I chuckled.

I kissed her forehead instead to satisfy her for now, the cold feeling of her skin. I can still feel it and I think that took her highness by surprise. She opens her eyes and crosses her arm furthermore but there was a faint smile on her lips.

"What a teasing maid you are." she tells me and my face only became redder.

"I-I still stand by my words, your highness. None of that unless you are well." she smiles nodding, agreeing with my wishes. She holds the wheels on her wheelchair and rolls towards her bed table.

"I need to make certain plans to get better soon. I want to be cured, to be with you." (Princess Cecilia) whispered something else but I couldn't hear it completely.

She holds up a pen making some sort of letters, stamping them with a royal seal. She gave me the letters and explained to me what to do.

Oh! I see!

I smiled quickly, forging a spell to teleport there right away. I will not let you down, your highness.

.-.-.-.-.-.-.

This point of view is when Cecilia was starting to realize her feelings for Kazari.

About three years ago when her sickness was not that bad and she can still walk but barely.

Everyday for the past six years, when the first Princess felt broken. She wanted to push everyone away, refusing to eat or talk to anyone for a few days.

Feeling guilty for her sister, that was to be wed. She even refused for Rosarie and Catherine to visit. She kicked both of them when they tried.

It was very selfish of her but in her mind, she felt like she needed to repent.

Day and night she locked herself.

Day and night her maid waited outside that door. Bringing her food and water, anything she needed. Everyday Kazari leaned her back to that door and muttered, "I will be here if you need someone to talk to, your highness."

Everyday. Not a morning or night she missed it.

Not until Cecilia could be heard coughing blood, and fell to the ground with a thud. That is where her personal maid saved her, quickly teleporting to the king and pleading for him to get a doctor.

Her maid felt frustrated even more once the princess has gotten a cold. She watched her carefully, laying the princess in bed. Apparently colds will be a common thing from now on, and the first princess can never linger outside the castle premises.

Cecilia felt angry and weak.

Every time Kazari tried spoon feeding her, the princess could only get angry and slap the spoon away.

However, the maid could only smile, picking up the spoon and teleported to the kitchen to get a new one. This irritated the princess. "Get out and leave me be."

She commanded and even though her maid was afraid, she was in love and refused to leave her alone, took care of her when all the other maids were scared to be near her.

Slowly all that care was blooming, a feeling of love for the maid. A few more months, Cecilia finally composed herself together and became her old self again but... with a new person in mind.

Princess Cecilia's POV

Kein Rosenguard was a loss. Not once she ever tried going through my walls and asking for forgiveness. She did not try even once, and I waited aimlessly like a fool. What was I thinking, she loves someone else and it wasn't me.

I was merely attracted to her charm that didn't even last that long.

My heart ached.

"Your highness!" I heard someone call out to me.

When did I ever fall in love with her?

"Please wake up!"

I couldn't feel anything as I tried sleeping in different positions but nothing worked. It all ended up in a weird dream, memories consumed me.

It was all the times my personal maid cared for me, carried me, never leaving my side, and trying to make me happy. The time when I couldn't feel my legs anymore, I was barely walking.

"Kazari..." I muttered her name in confusion trying to reach for her. It was not the traveling artist's name that I muttered, but hers.

Those times I found myself missing you, and the times I saw you going somewhere in secret, where were you going?

Right, I felt that she was hiding something from me.

Every weekend night, you were gone. What were you doing?

You worry about me so much that it moved my heart.

When was it that I fell in love with you?

"Cecilia woke up! Please, wake up your highness!"

Someone was calling for me. I could feel someone holding my shoulders shaking me. "If you don't wake up! I-I... I will! I will cry and I will not stop!"

Cry?

I gasped, suddenly breathing harshly with the thought of someone crying for me. I looked to my side where Kazari held my two shoulders with her hands, crying. "P-Princess... I've been trying to wake you for five minutes- I tried calling for help- even teleporting but-" (Kazari)

My gaze feel onto the maid's messy expression. She was sniffing, tears in her eyes, and hair strands out of place. She was not perfect, any form of imperfection would usually irritate me but that didn't seem to be the case.

I turned to her hands and laid mine on top of it. "I'm... awake now... so stop crying, you're ruining your face. What time is it?"

Kazari wipes her face trying to fix herself but I suppose these days I'm not minding anything. "I-It's still midnight your highness. You need to go back to sleep... and rest. I'll stay with you." She brings out a wooden chair and sits down next to me.

I raise my brows a little looking at that uncomfortable chair. She's going to sit there for hours to take watch of me?

I pat my bed instead. "Come and lay down with me, my orders and I mustn't hear you say no." I told her and she swallowed nervously.

"Your highness this is inappropriate and my clothes are dirty-"

"My orders."

She frowned but still followed my orders. She lays beside me and I grab her by the waist. "I cannot sleep, be my pillow and comfort me." I commanded her to sound childish but what choice do I have?

The sudden dreams of her were stuck in my mind.

She smelled so floral, like a garden. Her long eyelashes, unique straight black hair that seemed so smooth when you caress them and those dark black eyes of hers. "I can't seem to get enough of you."

Kazari blinks, looking around and pinching herself to see if this was all real.

What an easy girl. To think that she thought I could never notice.

The redness of your face is enough to tell me you like me the same.

"Y-Your highness, are you truly alright? Are you aware that you have been saying all these things to me that I might misunderstand-"

I grinned, wanting for her to stop talking and just hug me already. "Just be with me for the night and never let go. Then I can go back to sleep."

Kazari was flushed and tried placing her arms on my waist but she was hesitant. I grabbed her wrist and made her touch my waist. "You were taking too long." I told her and slowly we felt comfortable around one another drifting us to sleep.

I was taking advantage of the whole situation and used her chest as a pillow because it was softer than any pillows I had in my room.

I didn't dream of anything horrible that night.

I only realized... that I cared a lot more for her than just... a maid nor a friend.

I want her to be my lover.

Author's note: This line-

"I need to make certain plans to get better soon. I want to be cured, to be with you." (Princess Cecilia) whispered something else but I couldn't hear it completely.

Did you know that Cecelia whispered something?

"So that I can finally make love to you, because well I suppose I'm getting impatient but I'll manage."

Apparently she's one impatient girl but hey let's clap for her because she's really doing herself a good job holding back. Well, almost.