The Reborn Witch Princess
The guards, clad in their formal uniforms, had already disembarked and were efficiently unloading their belongings from the car.
“My Lady.”
Rara turned to see Mayonne’s face up close. Startled by the sudden proximity, she blinked rapidly.
“Ah, Mayonne, what is it?”
“My Lady, please freshen up.” Mayonne retrieved a clear, wet towel from a box situated in the middle of the car seats. Without waiting for Rara’s response, she began wiping Rara’s face.
Rara winced as the damp towel touched her skin. “Do I really need this?”
“My Lady, you are the Chosen Lady and the envoy from Haguar’s Kingdom,” Mayonne said firmly. She continued her work with practiced efficiency, applying makeup with quick, prec
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