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Chapter 8: The Healer's Daily Chronicles
update icon Updated at 2025/12/10 17:30:39

"Huh?"

As soon as Lu heard my voice, she immediately stopped moving. Then she fixed her beautiful eyes on me, her face filled with confusion.

"Th-that... Your Majesty, it’s getting late. Time for breakfast. Please let me go—I’ll prepare it."

I looked at Lu before me, thought for a moment, and slowly spoke. Hearing my words, she nodded slightly.

"Alright. This one is hungry too," she said with a smile.

"Oh, and Your Majesty... we’re in another world now. To avoid attention, please hide your ears. Also... could you change how you refer to yourself?"

After her reply, I slowly stood to make breakfast. But then I noticed Lu’s pointed ears. I paused briefly before speaking again.

This world only has normal humans—no other races. If Lu goes out with those ears, it’ll cause trouble. Our terms of address need adjusting too...

"No problem at all," Lu said with a slight, obedient smile. She closed her eyes, channeled a bit of magic, and transformed her pointed ears into ordinary ones.

"Hehe, Amelia, does my transformation look fine?" she asked, still smiling. Instantly, she switched her self-reference to "I," without hesitation—as if anything I asked would make her happy.

"It’s fine," I replied. My lips twitched into a smile as I looked at her.

"Then just call me Lu now!" She shook her head adorably. "I know we’re in hiding. Changing how we speak is no big deal~"

"Got it... I’ll prepare breakfast now. Wait here. If you’re sleepy, rest in bed a bit longer."

"Okay~"

Lu smiled back. Her straightforward reply stunned me for a second, but I quickly snapped out of it—I still wasn’t used to these new memories flooding in.

From Amelia’s memories, I knew Lu was actually easygoing—a girl deeply attached to me, sheltered since childhood by her emperor father, yet surprisingly well-mannered.

My earlier hesitation? Probably from book and movie tropes about princesses and Demon Kings, plus my role as her servant. But it was unnecessary—I was only nominally a servant. In truth, I was more like a nanny to her.