One thousand gold coins wasn’t a big amount.
Although he had been reassigned to the fortress as punishment, the Empire had never withheld Theodore’s salary.
On top of that, he received annual subsidies from the Trenton Family, and the gold in his card was so much it was practically uncountable.
Still, he was curious why his younger sister had come to borrow money.
Could it be that their second uncle had started cutting her allowance?
That didn’t make sense.
Even if her allowance had been completely taken away, their eldest brother and uncle would definitely give Winnidith gold in private.
She shouldn’t be short on money at all.
After Winnidith’s explanation, Theodore finally understood what had happened.
However, for once, he didn’t immediately agree to her request.
Instead, he sat back at the table and pondered for a moment.
“Little sis, if it’s just you borrowing money from me, forget one thousand gold coins—even ten thousand wouldn’t be a problem.”
“Then never mind. You should save money to marry Eleanor.”
Theodore suddenly didn’t know what to say.
But after thinking it over, those kinds of concerns didn’t really fit his personality anyway.
Even if there were problems later, their older brother and father’s generation would worry about it.
With that thought, he quickly felt at ease.
“Eleanor, if my second brother ever bullies you, just come find me. I’ll definitely bring the whole Trenton Family to stand by your side and teach him a lesson!”
“Okay…”
Seeing that Eleanor had already become Winnidith’s little fangirl, Theodore felt even less concerned.
Honestly, if Winnidith truly wanted to do something, could the Trenton Family really stick to its century-old principles and refuse?
Even if the Trenton Family couldn’t do it, as her second brother, he could always help.
With that thought, Theodore felt much lighter.
He pulled Winnidith along to have lunch in the tent, then handed her a Crystal Card containing three thousand gold coins.
Having successfully borrowed the money, Winnidith was in a great mood.
She clung to Theodore and acted spoiled for a while before returning triumphantly to her group, showing off the card to Isabella.
“Since I helped you borrow the money, it’s not too much to ask you to do something for me, right?”
Isabella looked at her, practically glowing with pride, and burst into laughter.
Half amused and half curious, she nodded.
And so, inside the tent where the Trenton Family’s young lady was staying, the golden-haired princess changed into a neat maid outfit and knelt on the bed like a well-trained servant, giving Winnidith a massage.
In front of her, the eldest daughter of the Trenton Family had already closed her eyes in comfort, her fair little legs swaying gently in an adorable way.
She had always wanted to see Isabella in a maid outfit.
Today, she had finally found a reason to make that wish come true.
“Miss Winnidith, is the pressure okay?”
Isabella was clearly enjoying herself as well, fully immersed in this little game of role-play.
Winnidith’s skin was cool, soft, and springy—like a high-quality slime, but with a hint of warmth.
As she kneaded, Isabella suddenly found herself reluctant to let go.
From her current angle, she could also catch a glimpse of the soft curve hidden beneath Winnidith’s sleepwear.
Her fingers began to itch.
Her slender hands moved like they were playing a piano, dancing lightly across the girl’s collarbone.
The sensation was so pleasant that Winnidith let out an unconscious, alluring sound.
“Right… there, mm~ Bella, your hands feel so good… this is amazing…”
Isabella’s fingers froze for a moment, but Winnidith seemed completely unaware of what she had just said.
She let out a soft breath and sighed contentedly.
“If only Bella, you were really my maid. Then I could enjoy your massages every day~”
Isabella calmly resumed her movements, a faint smile curling at her lips.
“If I really became your maid, Wendy, how much would you pay me?”
“Huh?”
Winnidith thought about it seriously before answering.
“If you really became my maid, my parents would probably break my legs first.”
“Pfft—Uncle Joestar and Aunt Estella aren’t that terrifying, are they?”
Isabella laughed brightly.
Although Winnidith’s parents were the strictest toward her in the Trenton Family, their strictness would be considered indulgence in most other families.
“That’s not true. You don’t know—just because I overslept once and missed one of your invitations, they punished me by making me wake up before ten every day.”
At the thought, Winnidith even punched the bed beside her.
“It’s so unfair!”
“I don’t think waking up at ten is an unreasonable request.”
Isabella said this with a slightly awkward smile.
No matter how much they doted on Winnidith, she had to admit that Mr. and Mrs. Joestar had done nothing wrong.
“But in the Trenton Family, I’m basically just a mascot, right? Even if I wake up, there’s nothing I actually need to do. So why can’t I just sleep?”
Winnidith tugged at her twin ponytails in frustration.
If there was nothing she had to do after waking up, why couldn’t she just keep sleeping?
“What about magic?”
Isabella asked.
“I don’t even like magic that much. I just happen to be very talented at it.”
Winnidith huffed, completely ignoring how many lifelong mages would be infuriated if they heard that.
Winnidith had always been clear about herself.
As the eldest daughter of the Trenton Family, she would never have to worry about her livelihood.
With the strength of her uncles, she didn’t need to worry about her family either.
As for magic, she had no ambition to surpass Archmage Moledi.
As long as she submitted a few research reports each year to keep the old scholars at the Royal Academy of Magic from bothering her, that was enough.
As for relationships…
Counting her past life, Winnidith had lived forty years without ever experiencing love.
Now, in this other world, she was a fifteen-year-old girl with over twenty years of male memories.
She had no idea how to choose a partner.
Fortunately, she was still young and didn’t need to think about such things.
The Trenton Family didn’t seem intent on marrying her off either.
Maybe she could just drift through life like this until the end.
“What if it were me?”
Isabella suddenly asked.
“Huh?”
Winnidith was completely confused, not understanding why the topic had suddenly shifted to her.
“I mean, if I invited you to the Emerald Palace to be my personal maid, would you agree?”
Isabella clarified.
Me?
Become Bella’s maid?
Winnidith seriously considered the possibility.
If Isabella really went to the Emperor and requested it… it felt like her parents might actually send her to the Emerald Palace.
Then she thought about the palace’s schedule—comparable to her high school life in her previous world—and shivered.
She looked at Isabella with complete seriousness.
“Bella, I’m really bad at giving massages.”
“Pfft—”
How could I ever bear to make you work?
Isabella gently patted her face and said fondly,
“Relax, I was just joking. If Father found out I made the Trenton Family’s eldest daughter a royal maid, he’d skin me alive.”
So, hiding her away like a treasured beauty… that would have to wait until she ascended the throne.