Chapter: 111

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White steam rose from the inside of the wooden bathtub.

The bathroom filled with moisture was warm.

A bath made of grayish-white stone was prepared with hot water where warm steam rises.

In the warm water, there was a faint scent of medicinal herbs.

It was hot water with herbal decoction to relax the mind.

As soon as Theor opened the bathrobe, he went into the tub and played in the water.

“Do you like taking a bath?”

“Yes. It’s warm.”

Astelle approached Theor, who was playing in the bathtub.

“It’s time to drip in the medicine, let’s do it first and take a bath.”

Astelle lifted her hand and put her finger behind the hairpin.

A glass bottle was caught in the hair that had been firmly fixed with a butterfly hairpin.

As she slowly grabbed it out, a small glass bottle of blue potion appeared between the pale platinum-colored hair.

‘If I didn’t notice it quickly, I might have been caught.’

When the maid handed the teacup, Astelle was fortunate to be able to see the maid’s fingertips.

It was a fleeting moment, but Astelle clearly saw the maid’s wrinkled fingers.

There was a speck of dark blue dirt on the tip of her fingernails.

Astelle had seen something like that several times.

Gretel, a pharmacist who helped Astelle, always had glue on the tip of her nails.

“Since I dig and trim medicinal herbs every day, the juice of medicinal herbs seeps into my nails and does not get erased well.”

An old servant who worked in the castle could not touch the dangerous grass and applied glue to protect her fingers.

Even though the villagers were hired on a temporary basis due to a lack of labor, it was impossible for a farmer who worked and touched vegetables to be brought to the castle where the emperor was as a maid.

‘There is another hint.’

The silver plum blossoms.