Chapter: 104

Astelle held Theor’s hand and climbed the winding stairs.

After going up the stairs for a long time, a narrow corridor could be seen, and at the end, there was a way to the bedroom.

“This way, Lady.”

The servant who guided the room opened the wooden door.

There was a large room with a high ceiling.

There were walls made of dark gray stones on all sides, and old tapestries were hung on one side.

A large bed in the center, a small wooden table, chairs, and a mirror on the wall are all of the furniture.

It was neatly setted, but it was something that might have been popular about a hundred years ago.

It was a little shabby for the room to be handed over to the customer.

‘It’s the inn where the emperor is staying, but it’s a small village in a corner of the empire, so it doesn’t seem to be in good shape.’

While Astelle put down her luggage, Theor ran to an arrowhead-shaped window on one wall.

Theor grabbed the window sill and shouted, “Aunt Astelle, look over there! I can see the village.”

“Theor, you have to be careful not to fall off.”

Through the window, a small village could be seen at a glance.

Along with the square vegetable garden, small houses were gathered.

It was peaceful scenery.

Through the white clouds in the distance, the gray mountain ranges were also seen.

Astelle looked out the window unintentionally and found an unusual sight.

On top of the dried branches, she could see dried petals.

It was a silver plum blossom.

It is a flower that blooms white like a dove’s wings, but somehow, the fluffy petals were all withered.

‘You’re sick.’

Looking out the window, Astelle looked at the silver plum tree standing in the garden and thought so vaguely.

The death of the silver plum blossoms was a harbinger of illness.

At this time, when silver plum blossoms withered for no reason, a terrible contagious disease occurred in the village each time.