17. That Damned Schedule
Calysia finally began to eat.
She hadn’t eaten normal food in seven days. Strictly speaking, a powerful being like her only needed sufficient magic power to remain unaffected.
So, although she maintained her elegance, her eating speed was still quite rapid.
As for Reina, she was fuming: Dummy? Is the food I made not delicious?
Previously, when Calysia was bedridden, Reina would often make her warming food. Braised rib soup was a regular on the menu.
But Calysia would often chew the meat together with the bones—a dragon’s bite force was incredibly strong, and if she wasn’t careful, she would swallow the unpleasant bones along with the meat.
So, Reina developed the habit of deboning the meat. To give the mushrooms a chewier texture, she also specifically adjusted the cooking time.
In short, she had made considerable improvements to the texture of the food.
But Calysia didn’t appreciate it at all!
She even called her a dummy!
She called her a dummy and ate so heartily, adding insult to injury!
Damn it, she shouldn’t have cooked for her in the first place. She should have just bought her some nutritionless sandwiches and drinks, starved this Dragon King to death, or at least made her crave good food until she regretted her words and missed Reina’s cooking!
“Reina, open wide~”
A spoon offered to her mouth forced Reina to snap back to reality.
In the spoon was a cooked shrimp, coated in a sweet sauce like melted agate, its tender flesh reflecting the dim light of the dining room.
“Eh? Ah…”
“Is it delicious?”
Of course, it was delicious. It was her cooking, how could it not be?
But Reina still had to maintain a respectful and reflective attitude, like a proper subordinate, and said:
“I believe there’s still room for improvement. If Your Majesty is dissatisfied with anything, please let me know.”
“Reina, I have an idea.”
Calysia’s tone became low, as if she had just made some important decision, though her hand holding the fork didn’t stop moving.
Reina nodded slightly: “I’m all ears.”
“Actually, I initially thought that the role of a personal maid should integrate attending to daily life, protecting the Dragon King, and handling related affairs. Besides that, it would just be trivial matters. That’s why I chose you.”
Reina’s resentment swelled: So many things, you’re really asking me to do all of it alone?
But in this cruel reality, she could only obey.
“Yes.”
Calysia carefully observed Reina’s expression. At the same time, her somewhat melancholic and sorrowful expression turned into a sly smile:
“Now, I have a different opinion.”
“Since you’re my personal maid, don’t leave my side. Cook for me, do my laundry, boil water every day…”
These are all within the duties of a maid.
…Reina originally wanted to say that, but after hearing the next sentence, her throat felt like it was blocked by a stone, unable to make a sound.
“And then, lay some dragon eggs, incubate them for me, take care of our daughters. Hmm, let me think, their names will be…”
“Wait, Master Calysia!” Reina immediately interrupted her, stopping her wild thoughts.
She suddenly remembered something—in the game’s world, women could have children through special methods!
What if Calysia, in a moment of impulse, got her pregnant?
But for now, that wasn’t Reina’s biggest worry.
She suddenly remembered, don’t dragons lay eggs?
After getting pregnant, not only would she have to consider all sorts of mentally exhausting things, but she would also have to incubate eggs. And who knows how the dragon hatchlings would view her as their mother.
…No!
I don’t want to be a mother!
Reina’s face flushed crimson. She wanted to flee the scene, escape this troublesome place. Having children for the Dragon King and becoming a mother was absolutely out of the question!
“I refuse!” Reina shook her head frantically.
“Oh, right, a personal maid also needs one more quality.” Calysia pretended not to hear her:
“Never disobey my orders.”
“This is for your physical and mental health!”
In her desperation, a flash of inspiration struck Reina. She suddenly thought of the perfect counter-strategy.
She picked up a fork, scooped some salad and meat into a bowl, mixed them thoroughly, then poured the beautiful mixture onto Calysia’s plate, and said calmly:
“I’ve looked at your schedule. You still have many things to consider, don’t you?”
Hearing the word “schedule,” Calysia’s expression changed subtly. Reina knew that even if it was just a little, her mood had shifted.
Seeing that Calysia had almost finished eating, Reina made up her mind, cleared her throat, and continued in a serious tone:
“First, you have to return to the Dragon Realm next week, but due to the conflict between the Beast King and the Blood Queen, we need to choose a respectable method. I suggest continuing to use the large teleportation magic circle. The dragon race’s dignity cannot be shaken, but please pay attention to their movements.”
“…”
“Second, I believe you should pay attention to the trolls’ movements. They are naturally warlike and unpredictable.”
“…”
“And one more thing, you need to meet with the Silver Dragon Guardian, Ged.”
The Dragon King’s expression was complex.
Reina continued:
“Therefore, maintaining your health is essential. This is my responsibility as your maid. Eh? Master Calysia, let me wipe your mouth~”
Calysia shook her head, finally unable to bear it any longer. After Reina wiped away the food residue accidentally stuck to the corner of her mouth, she said:
“Reina, what is the most important quality for a dragon?”
Reina complained inwardly: Please, Your Majesty, how would I know? I’m human! How can you ask a poor, weak woman to think about things a strong dragon should consider?
“Strength, elegance?”
“Yes, therefore, I must prove our strength and pride to all races.”
Calysia crossed her arms and said.
“Reina, bring me my schedule. I need to make some changes.”
Reina nodded slightly, went to the office on the first floor, took out a black leather notebook with a golden border and the evil dragon emblem, and returned to the dining room.
“Turn to the second to last page and cross everything out.”
Calysia was clearly sulking.
Reina lightly marked a small “x” on each scheduled item with a pen.
She was surprised to find that all the neatly written items crossed out were tasks to be carried out in the next few days, including the things she had just mentioned.
After completing the Dragon King’s instructions, she looked up:
“Then, may I ask how should we plan the schedule starting tomorrow?”
“I’ll read, you write.”
Calysia said seriously.
“7 AM, play with Reina.”
“Um… huh?”
Reina felt something was wrong, but she still complied, recording every word like a secretary.
“9 AM, ten-minute break, continue playing with Reina.”
Reina’s pen started to tremble.
“11 AM, half-hour break, eat the food Reina cooked.”
“1 PM, nap with Reina.”
“3 PM, play with Reina.”
A chill ran down Reina’s spine.
“5 PM, play ♡♡play with Reina”
“7 PM, after eating the food Reina cooked, continue… Why did you stop writing?”
Reina said with a grievance:
“Your Majesty, this isn’t a normal schedule at all.”
“Then let me simplify it…”
Calysia grinned mischievously, looking at Reina’s flushed face with triumphant eyes, and raised her seductively fair thigh:
“My future schedule is very simple: Happy, play with Reina. Not happy, play with Reina.”
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