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

What are you going to use all these

Laritte suddenly felt she should make strawberry juice. She’d never talked to a woman of her age, so she didn’t know how to get close to her. But she wanted

if you need this much, we’ll have to send a wagon to the market. From the looks of it,

week had passed since he and his knights

expecting a letter to arrive anytime. She wanted

saying she didn’t have to worry.

to order the materials Laritte requested when she

mint leaves to make the juice?”

was an

secluded unused kitchen with the ingredients. But she wasn’t alone.

you’re doing this all alone!”

one of Laritte’s

continued to ignore

Irene chimed in.

pretty hands got calluses?” “I want to take my time with this because I have nothing else

the two maids

maids passing through the doorstep of the kitchen also sat down one by one, saying they would help their lady.

lie. They never had a day as free as today. Before they

an interesting wedding custom in my hometown. The man to marry should secretly engrave his name on the door plate of his bride’s house at dawn.” “Why though?”

recipe for Laritte’s

the stalks, wash them clean, and divide them into quarters. The process took time because so

berries, milk, and water to form a solution. It was important to adjust the water according to the sweetness of the milk.

the heave

from a book, but something Laritte found

“……”

her face as she

she was eleven. No one came into contact with her for fear of the disease being

holding

hurt so much, I couldn’t even

she mixed the berries, milk, and water to make

strawberries were of poor quality, and they didn’t taste as sweet as she expected.

juice was

servants looked amazed while they added

thought herbs were only for cooking.

was finished. A

though it had a new

her

me try it!”

She shouted excitedly.

moment she took a sip without high expectations, her eyes