I Will Become the Queen’s Doormat

Chapter 1.1

Translated by Bunny
Edited by Bunny

Chapter 1: Red Flavor Princess part 1

In the detached palace deep inside the Imperial Palace of the Heiosen Empire; in the largest and most luxurious room of the detached palace, a skinny lady-in-waiting was cleaning alone. 

“빠, 빨간 맛! 궁금해, 허니~!”

(Curious about the red flavor, Honey!)

(T/N: Song: Red Flavor by Red Velvet)

No, she was in the middle of singing and dancing under the guise of cleaning. It was partnered with a long broom as she spun it with a swish! The snap of her fingers that spun the broom doesn’t seem to be unusual. The broom’s bristles spun gently, seeping away every corner. 

“My favorite is Princess Pyreone!”

Jump – !  The lady-in-waiting made a splendid jump as she stretched her broom away and extended her other hand in the opposite direction. A thick smoke emitted as if it was a stage effect as the dust flew around. 

“My favorite is ~ Princess’ ~ face~”

The lady-in-waiting hugged the broom one last time. She faintly raised the last note while she was holding the other end of the broom, tilted her head as she lowered her eyebrows in an eight-shape, then gently closed her eyes, creating a more emotional atmosphere. Silence came after an exciting song ended. The lady-in-waiting still maintained her final posture.

“Ah~ if I could only be the Princess’ doormat~”

(T/N: Being one’s ‘doormat’ means that you are willing to do anything for that person. In other words, you are willing to be their dog.)

Finally, the lady-in-waiting sang a thin and high verse like an aria of an opera.

(T/N: Aria of the opera means a solo vocal piece in an opera, and means ‘air’.) 

The moment the lady-in-waiting was about to move to finish cleaning, clap, clap, clap, a slow applause came from somewhere. Startled, the lady-in-waiting turned around to the direction of the sound as she hid her body behind the broom she was holding like a microphone. 

“You’re pretty good.”

A noble voice rang out from the darkness. It was a beautiful voice, but it sounded like the grim reaper’s blade to the lady-in-waiting. Her complexion turned white. 

“P-Princess….” The lady-in-waiting trembled and barely spoke, then fell flat on the floor.

And there it was – it was none other than the owner of this room, Princess Pyreone, who emerged from the darkness. Her red hair was waving softly like petals, her white skin shining as white as the moonlight, and her eyes that sparkled as if ruby were embedded in them, with her rich eyelashes that covered them. The owner of this room with a sharp nose, small lips, and an endless beauty to mention one by one. Her dress was similarly elegant, splendid and luxurious, but that didn’t match her beauty. 

Princess Pyreone slowly approached the lady-in-waiting. Clack, clack, the sound of her shoes echoing on the marble floor pierced the ears of the lady-in-waiting who was lying flat on the floor. The lady-in-waiting’s shoulders trembled, while her hand that was resting on the floor turned white, as if her fingers were about to be one with the marble floor. 

“What does it mean?” 

“…Y-yes?” The lady-in-waiting ‘s voice cracked when she asked.

“What did you say?” The red lips of the beautiful Princess Pyreone shimmered like stars and moved closely, “Red flavor?”

The lady-in-waiting ‘s face turned yellow.

“What does it mean to want to be a doormat?”

The lady-in-waiting’s face turned blue this time. It was surprising that a person’s complexion could change in an instant.

‘I am screwed.’

The lady-in-waiting, Haon, just wanted to die by banging her head on the marble floor like this.

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Haon wasn’t originally from this world. The song she sang wasn’t of this world either. Her name ‘Haon’ wasn’t given of this world.

Lee Ha-on – the woman named Ha-on with the surname Lee, was a healthy Korean girl living in the Republic of Korea on a solar system planet. But why was she now an assistant lady-in-waiting of the Heiosen Empire now?

‘I also don’t know!’

When she first opened her eyes, she woke up laying on a futon covered with straw and a stiff cotton cloth. 

“Move quickly!”

Clang, clang, clang! A woman dressed like those which was worn in the Middle Ages, walked around hitting a bucket with a ladle. On Haon’s both sides, there were women who as also dressed similarly in the bed similar to hers. 

“What are you doing? Change quickly.”

As Haon was unconscious and dazed, the woman next to her pinched her arm.

Haon followed the people around her without even knowing the situation, picking up the clothes at her feet and putting them on. It was the most neat and precious-looking clothes among the items in this place. The woman who woke up everyone scooped up a ladle of the white soup, and the women beside her sitting side by side passed the black bread to the person next to them. 

As soon as she opened her eyes, she ate a black bread accompanied by a watery soup, then Haon was driven to work out of the blue.  

‘What the hell is going on?’

She had no idea what was going on as she was driven by the rush of things and spent a crazy day. It was only after she had worked very hard to the point that she felt like getting sick as she lay on the uncomfortable straw bed, Haon was able to think about the strange thing that happened to her.

‘Is this a dream? My past life? Teleportation? Am I dead?’

There was no clear answer. She did not know where or when, but Haon was satisfied with the fact that she was not in Korea.

‘I’d rather be here. I don’t want to go back.’

Haon’s original life was terrible, to the extent that she feels this unknown world is better. And it has only been 21 days since she took over as the lady-in-waiting to this unknown place.

“I need a quick-witted child with dark eyes and ears, tight-lipped, and fast hands.”

(T/N: Now, I am not sure what the ‘dark eyes and ears’ mean, but I think it has something to do with being able to close your eyes and ears in every situation. Meaning that if you see or hear something you shouldn’t, you can act as if you didn’t see or heard it. But, correct me though if I understood it wrong. ) 

Someone came and said these remarks without beating around the bush, asking for a lady-in-waiting who would be a good hand and foot of the new master. She was a lady-in-waiting dressed in colorful clothes that was much better than the head lady-in-waiting managing the group of ladies-in-waiting. She was leading several lower ranks, so she might be a high-ranking one. The head lady-in-waiting bent her back to the point that her head touched the floor.