When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 53

The storage where the Knights of Reinhardt were allowed to reside was not very lively during mealtime. Only bottled foods such as pickles were stored here. The knights’ meal usually came from the main building.

A few days had passed after they met Laritte.

The knights rose as the morning sun rose, though their moods weren’t bright like the sun.

“What are we going to eat today?”
“Have you still not given up?”

The door of the annex opened to reveal the maids pushing the cart in. It contained the knights’ meal.

Originally, there used to be many forms of healthy dishes.

Now, it was different. The food was shabby.

Eventually, knights became infuriated with the treatment.

“Couldn’t you at least provide us bread? A loaf of bread and cheese would’ve been enough. How am I supposed to train after eating this?”

The maid, devoid of any expression, spoke.

“We’re short-handed these days. There’s a memorial service coming up soon.”
“That’s ridiculous! We’ve got three weeks until the memorial service!”
“Then as just a maid, I do not know of that.”

The maids were acting strangely cold, too.

The knights knew well why they were being treated like this. It was clear that Ava had a hand in this.

‘Not even a man of no courtesy can eat this!’

Meanwhile, at the main building, an evil smile appeared on Ava’s lips.

That was a good one.

“Keke!”

Meanwhile, Laritte peered over the window in the kitchen where Ava was standing. She found Ava smiling to her content.

“You seem happy.”
“I guess it’s because the weather is nice here.”

Of course, Ava was harassing the knights in secret.

‘It’d be silly to talk about young knights when I’m so old.’

Besides, she was afraid that Laritte would feel sorry for them. That young woman was too nice and forgiving.

“By the way, did you walk to the kitchen? I would have gone there instead if you had sent a maid!”
“Oh! I have something to ask of you, Ava.”

Laritte held out a piece of paper, its contents scribbled in beautiful handwriting.

began to

casks, and strawberries. What are you going to use all these for?” “I’m

to a woman of her age, so she didn’t know how to get close to her. But she wanted

worry, Madam! However, if you need this much, we’ll have to send a

week had passed since he and his knights left

so she was expecting a letter to arrive anytime. She wanted to hear that Ian was safe

Laritte back, saying she didn’t have to

her way to order the materials Laritte requested when

she need mint leaves to make the juice?”

was an

secluded unused kitchen with the

this all alone!”

Laritte’s

continued to ignore

Irene chimed in.

somewhere, too! What would you do if your pretty hands got calluses?” “I want to take my time with this because I have nothing else to do. This is

two maids who were

kitchen also sat down one by one,

was a lie. They never had a day as free as today.

on the door plate of his bride’s house at dawn.” “Why though?” “To

Laritte’s strawberry

the stalks, wash them clean, and divide them into quarters. The process

to form a solution. It was important to adjust the water

heave and grind

this method was not something she learned from a book, but something

“……”

spread across her face as she recalled.

had a bad cold when she was eleven. No one came into contact with her for fear of the disease being transmitted to Rose. As a result,

while holding onto her dry neck

I couldn’t even swallow the

mixed the berries, milk, and water

and they didn’t

for the juice was born

looked amazed

only for cooking. It’s amazing to

juice was finished. A large

it had a

her

try it!”

She shouted excitedly.

moment she took a sip without high expectations, her eyes grew wide