The Prime Minister's daughter Heerna saluted Jessica.

Although I look down on this cowardly princess who has no power from the bottom of my heart.

But the identity of this princess may be different in two days.

Maybe she will become the woman of King Winter.

Become the Queen of Winter.

At that time, the entire Winter Country was her backing.

So now, Heerna needs to show enough respect to this princess.

She raised a gentle smile and walked into the musty room with several maids.

The furnishings around are very simple, with only a table and a chair besides the bed.

A hunting bow and a rusty broken iron sword hung on the moldy wall.

The weather in Metton Empire was wet.

Iron weapons can easily become rusted if they are not maintained for a long time.

"Princess Jessica, let's take a shower and teach you some tips for getting along with the King of Winter..." Helna ordered the maid to start preparing the bathing stuff.

The barrels have been transported to the door.

Soon, the hot water was also brought in buckets.

The maids poured hot water into the wooden barrels, and the steaming water vapor soon spread out in the small room.

This was the first time Jessica felt a little warmth in the room of the lighthouse.

But this warmth actually comes from the bucket of hot water. She usually uses cold water and towels to clean her body.

It's okay in summer.

Once winter begins.

If the cold towel is not soaked frequently, it will quickly turn into a hard popsicle.

The maid reached out to try the temperature in the barrel, and then poured the petals prepared in advance into the barrel, including red roses and purple lavender.

These petals were soaked in perfume.

Then it's half dry.

Now, as soon as it is poured into the water, it emits a strong fragrance under the action of hot water.

"Your Highness..." The maids stood in front of Jessica's bed and called out.

They dared not reach out to pull Jessica out.

Jessica's identity is about to become different now.

If they become the queen of King Winter, they will be executed by King Meton just one sentence.

Jessica looked at these maids who wouldn't usually appear in the lighthouse.

Their expressions were so respectful, and they looked cautious and seemed to be serving a princess.

But she understood in her heart.

What they serve is not princesses, but power.

Jessica pursed her lips and gently lifted the quilt. The cool breeze poured in made her shiver, but it became much warmer as soon as she got closer to the barrel.

She was wearing only a thin pajama, and she looked quite old.

In this musty room, the maids smelled a little soapy smell on her body, which shows that although the princess lived in a simple living condition, she still loved to be clean.

Jessica's skin is very white, perhaps because she has lived in the lighthouse for a long time and has not seen the sun all day long.

Her skin is much whiter than that of ordinary people.

The skin is delicate, as smooth as milk.

Just unbutton the pajamas will automatically slide off the pink shoulders.

A delicate and well-proportioned body was presented in front of Heerna and the maids.

Although they are not old, the places where they should develop have also developed.

Round and smooth, graceful and graceful.

Heerna and the maids couldn't help but envy them.

The willow waist was full and there was no trace of fat. The waistline was as gentle as willow branches, and it showed a moving curve with its perky buttocks.

Feel the sight of Heerna and the maids.

Jessica raised her hand to cover the privacy.

She lowered her head in embarrassment, thinking that her body was too ugly.

"No... don't you want to take a shower..."

She whispered, her voice like a mosquito roaring.

"Ah yes, the weather is cold, don't let Your Highness catch a cold, why are you still standing there?" Heerna urged.

The maids finally reacted.

They held Jessica into the bucket.

After the princess sat down, she began to help her untie her braid.

Her hair color is equally beautiful, with her long and soft hair reaching her back hips.

Unlike the second prince's maroon, she inherited her mother's platinum color.

It is a color between gold and silver. It is like a pearl just coming out of water in the sunlight, and when the light is dim, it is like wheat in the afterglow of dusk.

The maids applied the ointment on the princess's cloudy temples, almost without any hair from top to bottom, while the other maid began to pour hot water on the princess's shoulders.

The water in the bucket was very hot, making Jessica red all over.

But she likes this temperature very much.

I haven't taken such a hot bath in many years.

Compared to the biting cold.

The scorching temperature is actually a pleasure to relax the whole body and mind.

The atmosphere became silent.

Only the maid massages the scalp, cleansing her hair, and the occasional "rattle" sound of water. Such an environment is not conducive to Heerna's communication of feelings.

The noble lady's eyes rolled and immediately found the topic of talking to the princess.

"Your Highness, do you think this hair balm is useful?"

Jessica raised her head and looked at Heerna. The fragrance of roses lingered in the tip of her nose. The foam rubbed from the shampoo balm was as soft as a cloud. Combined with the maid's massage, her scalp felt unprecedented comfort.

"It's easy to use." She nodded slightly.

"This balm was produced by the Winter Empire. It is impossible to buy anywhere except the Winter Empire. I heard that this balm was invented by the King of Winter..."

Heerna stood there chattering, dancing, and the maids helped the princess clean her body silently. They were also immersed in the strange stories described by Heerna.

In Heerna's mouth, King Winter was a powerful knight who was harsh in his face. He liked to use a giant sword wider than the door, his eyes were like two balls of flames. He had the power of a demon, and he could even fight Chimera with bare hands. He blocked the elves army with his own strength and saved the Emerald Fortress.

"Marrying the King of Winter is a lucky thing. You must seize the opportunity. I will teach you some ways to please men later..."

Heerna danced and described it.

She is the one who wishes she could become the Queen of Winter.

When talking about excitement, a flush appeared on his face, and his charming eyes were full of yearning.

But Jessica frowned slightly, and there was a hint of worry in her gray eyes.

In her mind, the figure of King Winter was equated with the Frost Troll.

The degree of viciousness is even greater.

Because Heerna's description is similar to the Frost Trolls described by the old knight and her.

Every time she only ate a little bit of food, the old knight would say to her: "Your Highness, why don't you eat more? A little bit like you are not as thick as a frost troll's arms!"

If King Winter was like a Frost Troll, would he have opened his bloody mouth and swallowed her in one bite?

Thinking of this.

Jessica only felt cold all over her body.

Even the hot water in the bucket was so hot that it was difficult to warm her up.
Chapter completed!