“Are you having difficulties going to sleep once again?”6

This was the question Scalia was met with the moment she opened her bedroom door, along with the heavily concerned face of her aide.0

Her aide was Lord ‘First’ Ortus’ son, Dior Hyman. While gazing at Princess Scalia’s face, Dior held back a bitter sigh.3

A knight who had reached the stage of being able to freely control their mana was able to adjust their own body to efficiently relieve their fatigue. However, that didn’t mean they could still stay in good shape after not getting any sleep day after day.0

On top of that, Princess Scalia’s level wasn’t even high enough for her to have mastered complete control of her bodily functions.8

Even though she should have just gotten out of bed, Scalia was wearing a thin layer of makeup. This was due to Scalia’s devotion to living up to her nickname as the ‘Princess Knight’ that the public had bestowed upon her. Thanks to her makeup and the darkness of the night, neither her sallow skin from staying up all night for the past few days nor the dark circles that now stretched down to her cheeks could be seen.0

“I am getting enough sleep,” Scalia coldly insisted.5

In the end, faced with this hoarse-voiced reply, Dior was left with no choice but to let out a sigh. Her obvious and stubborn lie was causing Dior all sorts of headaches.0

“As your liege, I’m the one who should be questioning what my aide is doing outside my bedroom in the early hours of the morning,” Scalia said accusingly.2

Dior began to explain, “I am Your Highness’ aide, as such, I—”0

Scalia didn’t wait for him to finish, “There is no need for you to worry about Us. We are getting more than enough sleep and rest, and We are out here at this time because We wish to enjoy the sea breeze at night.”9

“Your Highness,” Dior pleaded.0

“As my aide, do you have no intention of listening to your liege’s orders? Hmph, if that's the case, just follow closely...1