Taming The Villainesses

(EP-200.1) Flower Aira #1

200 – Classroom Flower Aira #1

Soon enough, another early morning arrived.

I briskly made my way forward amidst the bustling crowd, busy with the festival preparations.

I didn’t forget to check the time as well.

Today was a pretty important day.

I wanted to start the day with no errors or mistakes, if possible.

“Ahem.”

Stopping in front of a glamorous door, I straightened my clothes and cleared my throat.

“Aira-nim, are you awake?”

Pasurok-.

A faint sound came from the inside. Was she still asleep?

Aira tended to sleep a lot in the morning. Well, no. It was not just in the morning, but also in the afternoon and evening… Anyway, Aira just slept a lot.

“Excuse me for a moment.”

Dolgak, giiik.

I unlocked the door and entered, greeted by bright sunlight streaming through the window and the fluttering curtains. Ah, the breeze against my face felt refreshing. It didn’t feel like a typical summer morning.

Carefully stepping between the luxurious carpet and large dolls strewn across the floor, I finally reached the lavish bed, like an island amidst it all.

Who could afford to sleep in such an expensive bed? Queens or princesses, of course.

And lying between the soft-looking duvet was indeed such a noble lady.

Her closed eyelashes were long, her skin translucent like glass, and her fingers that peeked out from under the blanket…

No, I shouldn’t.

As fascinating as it would be to admire the sleeping beauty, as I mentioned earlier, today was an important day.

“Aira-nim, it’s time to wake up.”

I whispered softly into her ear, making sure my voice wasn’t too loud but also not too soft, else she wouldn’t be able to hear me.

I was probably the only one in the world who understood the delicate art of waking her up like this.

“Aira-nim.”

“…….”

Seureureuk-.

Her thin eyelashes slowly lifted.

Behind them deep, black eyes glistened like obsidian.

For a moment, I felt both awe and a chill from the depth of her beautiful, yet eerie, eyes.

Soon, vitality gradually came to her eyes, which had been veiled by drowsiness.

“… What time is it?”

“It’s seven o’clock.”

“You came early.”

“It would be better to prepare earlier than usual, my lady.”

Seureureuk-.

Aira stretched her arms out. She rose from between the flowing sheets and lightly spoke.

“Then, let’s get ready.”

A still groggy Aira came to me, fresh out the shower, carrying the scent of soap and dampness.

I gently wiped her body with a soft towel, before skillfully drying her hair afterward.

─Air Dryer-.

“Your wind magic has improved.”

“You flatter me. Are you okay with the nymph white color?”

“Yes.”

One by one, I dressed Aira’s flawless body.

I fastened the buttons and tied the corset at the back.

Then, I draped a thin shawl over it and carefully put on the long, slender stockings. Lastly, I slipped on a pair of women’s loafers with a slight heel-.

Voila.

With that, Aira, dressed in a pristine white uniform, was ready. Her beauty was brilliant, befitting of being called the Queen of Ark.

“Then, shall we go?”

“Yes, let’s.”

I placed an umbrella over Aira’s head and stepped outside the dormitory.

* * *

━Look, it’s the Queen’s procession. What’s going on?

━Not a drop of sweat even in this hot weather…

Walking under the scorching sun, everyone’s attention was glued onto us. Aira had always carried a peculiar charisma that could command attention wherever she went.

Seureureu-.

As Aira walked, the crowd naturally parted, creating a path. The admiration in their eyes was like a form of reverence.

I wonder if it was because we had recently exposed the privileges of the pompous nymphs who had been bullying others.

Or was it simply because they hadn’t experienced Aira’s tyranny like the people of Angmar had, and therefore felt only goodwill towards her?

Anyway, the important thing was that for them, Aira at present was not someone to fear, hate, or resent. Honestly, wasn’t that enough to say that I’d fulfilled my role?

━Hey, don’t do it-.

━No, wait.

Tadat-.

Then something popped out in front of us.

“I, A, Aira-nim…!”

A stranger, speaking incoherently, blocked our path. Startled, I instinctively aimed my palm at the intruder, without even drawing my wand.

Was it an assassin?

Preparing myself for the worst, the unexpected visitor trembled visibly.

“Hik!”

However, Aira remained composed.

“Who are you?”

“M, my name is Sarbina from the village of Tollejie, of Angmar. Your Highness, Queen. It’s an honor to meet you like this….”

Shaking like a leaf, the girl seemed barely in her twenties.

She had freckles on her face and a tanned complexion of someone from the rural outskirts of Angmar.

Seeing an unfamiliar face, it didn’t seem like they had a significant connection with Aira. Wondering about their intentions, I couldn’t help but cast a suspicious gaze.

Should I give them a light warning?

“Blocking the Queen’s procession is a grave offense, Sarbina of Tollejie. Please step aside.”

Sssss-.

The tension in the air was palpable.

With this sudden intrusion, everyone seemed to anticipate what might unfold. It seemed like they were afraid of how Aira, who was called a tyrant, would react.

“H, hey there-!”

At that moment, another figure emerged.

Edited by: faker