Reincarnated as a Sickly Princess, She was Kidnapped by the Evil Dragon Lady - Chapter 5

As Isabella slowly recounted events from before her amnesia, Illycia grew drowsy, lulled by her sister’s storytelling tone.

After all, Illycia had just finished a vigorous “workout.”

“I remember you used to be so introverted, unwilling to talk to anyone, let alone touch them…” Isabella said, her gaze shifting to Illycia beside her.

Just as Isabella looked at her, Illycia suddenly leaned toward her, as if pulled by an invisible force.

Isabella quickly caught Illycia, cradling her gently in her arms. Gazing at Illycia’s peaceful sleeping face, her smile softened.

“What if you revert to your old self one day? Would you resent your dear sister again?” Isabella murmured with a smile, as if explaining her earlier words. She carefully carried Illycia to the bed, straightened her posture, and tucked her under the covers.

And so, Isabella sat by Illycia’s bedside for a long while, quietly gazing at her peaceful sleeping face before finally rising to leave.

“Xiaobai, take good care of Illycia.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

With those words, Isabella left the room, leaving behind the sleeping Illycia and Xiaobai standing beside her.

Nearly half a month passed. Under the gentle passage of time, Illycia gradually grew accustomed to this world, even learning the names of many maids in the palace.

“Your Little Highness, it’s time for your meal.”

A knock sounded at Illycia’s door. A tall, dignified maid stood respectfully in the doorway, reminding Illycia.

“Alright, I’ll be going now, Xiaobai.”

“Mm, Your Highness, please eat slowly and don’t choke again like last time.”

Though Xiaobai was a maid, her daily duties consisted mainly of playing with Illycia, effectively becoming her playmate.

Despite this, Xiaobai never forgot her place as a servant.

Illycia had once invited Xiaobai to dine with her, but Xiaobai knew all too well that as a maid, she could never sit at the table while her masters were eating. She had to wait until they finished before she could begin her own meal.

Therefore, Xiaobai had firmly rejected Illycia’s invitation with righteous conviction.

After that, Illycia realized that the social divide between them couldn’t be bridged with a mere word. She wisely refrained from mentioning it again, understanding that pressing the matter would only put Xiaobai in an awkward position.

“Uh… that was just a one-time thing… Anyway, I’m off now. Bye!”

“Mm-hmm.”

Xiaobai nodded, watching Illycia leave the room. She then began tidying up Illycia’s room, smoothing out the rumpled bedsheets left in disarray from their earlier play.

Meanwhile, Illycia, guided by another maid, arrived at a lavishly decorated hall. At the center stood a grand table laden with a sumptuous dinner, where her elder siblings and parents were already seated.

As the group noticed her arrival, all eyes turned toward her.

“Illycia, come eat! We have your favorite tonight… what was it called again? Spicy tofu, right?” Rosalia, her mother, pointed at a plate of red and white tofu on the table, her brow furrowed in confusion.

“It’s called Mapo Tofu, Mom.”

“Right, right! Come sit down and eat.” Rosalia gazed at Illycia with doting eyes, smiling and waving her over.

“Okay.” Illycia hurried to the table and joined her family for dinner.

“Speaking of which, Illycia, have you been studying cooking lately? This Mapo Tofu is absolutely delicious!” Gabriel, her eldest brother, praised her after taking a bite.

The dish, of course, was something Illycia had brought over from her memories of her previous life. As a national-level dish, it was naturally delicious.

After all this time, Illycia’s relationship with her family had become remarkably close. Almost everyone indulged her every whim, treating her like a child and granting her every request.

The problem was, she was now twenty years old. Being constantly coddled made her feel uneasy. Yet, upon reflection, she realized this was actually quite nice—so nice, in fact, that she had no desire to return to her original world.

Initially, the maids had personally delivered meals to Illycia’s room. But one day, after sneaking out again, she discovered them secretly eating without inviting her. Furious, she confronted them.

After some explanation, Illycia learned that she had never eaten with them before. She had refused to even leave her room, so the established custom had always been to bring her meals directly to her.

Finally, Illycia, feeling a bit embarrassed, suggested that they should start eating together more often. After all, she found dining alone utterly boring.

Rodas and Rosalia were overjoyed that their daughter had taken the initiative to suggest family meals and immediately agreed.

The older siblings, witnessing this, also seemed delighted, which left Illycia somewhat puzzled.

And so, from that day forward, Illycia began having dinner with her family every evening.

These daily dinners provided Illycia with precious time to connect with her family and enjoy pleasant conversations.

Previously, everyone had been so busy that they rarely had time for each other. Days would pass before anyone knocked on her door to check on her.

So far, each of her older siblings had visited her at least once, which was a welcome change for Illycia, who was confined to the house every day.

“Actually, I… I was really hungry one night and dreamed about this dish. I’m glad you all like it.”

As Illycia spoke, she scratched her head sheepishly.

Of course, she couldn’t reveal that she was no longer the original Illycia, so she came up with a “plausible” excuse.

Little did she know, her innocent awkwardness only made her even more endearing to everyone present. One by one, their lips curled into subtle, involuntary smiles.

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