Chapter: 270

Astelle looked through the window. It was a clear day.

Fluffy clouds floated in the bright and sunny sky, and the warm sunlight added warmth to the vivid green of the garden.

The trees adorned with green leaves glistened in the sunlight.

Astelle looked at the clear, shining sky, and made a suggestion to cheer Theor up.

“Then shall we go on a picnic today?”

There is a forest used as a hunting ground near this palace. It was a forest dedicated to the emperor, so no one could enter without permission.

Kaizen has not gone out hunting since he came here. Even so, Astelle still needed his permission to enter the forest.

Theor was refreshed by the word picnic.

“Really? Are we going to the forest to play?”

“Mhm! Go and tell Grandpa, too. I’m going to the kitchen to prepare some snacks.”

Theor got excited and ran out.

Astelle looked at him with affectionate eyes.

The forest is not visited by many people, so there will be many wild herbs and wildflowers.

‘I have to make more potions before sending Theor home.’

The potion that changes eye color has already been prepared in sufficient quantities.

But the Marquis’s house was a long way from here, ten more days away.

‘I don’t know what might happen in the meantime, so it would be better to make as many bottles as possible before sending them away.’

It is a long journey, she was entrusting Theor to her elderly grandfather so Astelle wanted to prepare thoroughly to avoid any kind of mistakes.

Astelle was planning to go to the forest to get more herbs. However, she needed to get the emperor’s permission.

She left the room and headed to the kitchen.

Although this annex was small, the kitchen was large in its own way.

Everything was there.

Astelle took out the toasted bread, cheese, and ham, cut the lettuce, and made a sandwich.

It was a simple sandwich made with salty cheese, savory ham, and fresh and crunchy lettuce, sandwiched between soft white bread and drizzled with sweetened sauce.

She also took the leftover apple pie from breakfast. Golden syrup filled the slices of golden apples.