Episode 21: His Preferences (6)
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“She deliberately sent this but I’m sure she’ll be disappointed to find out that Milord didn’t even touch it.”
Screech.
The whispering warriors turned their heads at that sudden loud sound. It was the sound of Tarkan’s chair scratching against the floor.
Tarkan got up from his seat and spoke, “Bring it.”
“What?”
The sight of them frustratingly asking questions instead of bringing it right away made Tarkan narrow his eyes.
He would never allow another incident where the warriors ate everything by themselves.
‘Hiik…!’
The warriors trembled. They didn’t know why but their lord’s expression suddenly got really terrifying.
It was like he was asking them to bring the flas of hell, not chocolate fudge.
The warriors couldn’t ask anything else and tremblingly brought the dessert tray.
“Here you go, Milord.”
After unraveling the lovely white lace, the box was opened to reveal an extra creamy and thick chocolate fudge.
It felt like your teeth was rotting just by looking at it.
Tarkan stared at the chocolate fudge with a frown, then he picked up a silver fork.
“A, Are you actually eating it?” Jacquelin swallowed and asked.
Tarkan stabbed into the chocolate fudge without answering.
Everyone held their breath as they watched chunks of chocolate fudge disappear into Tarkan’s mouth.
Gulp.
Tarkan’s throat moved.
‘H-He’s actually eating it?!’
‘Milord is eating sothing sweet…!’
Even if they told the other warriors, no one would believe it.
Tarkan silently reached for the coffee cup on the tray. He wanted to drink sothing to wash down this biting sweetness.
But Mukali was blocking the coffee cup for so reason.
“Um, Milord. You might not want to drink this…”
“Why?”
My wife sent it for so why can’t I eat it?
Tarkan’s gaze instantly turned turbulent.
Mukali wet his dry lips and spoke carefully.
“This is salted caral latte…”
Needless to say, caral was much sweeter than chocolate.
Tarkan’s eyes shook like there was earthquake.
“I think I will take this one back. Hey, bring so water.”
Right when Mukali spoke to the servant and was about to take away the tray…
A strong force caught his wrist.
“Milord?”
“Leave it.”
At those words, the warriors gasped.
“You can’t, Milord!”
“This is really sweet! The salt makes it even sweeter!”
“it’s sweeter than you can imagine!”
Soone might think they were trying to stop soone walking to their death.
Ignoring their attempts to stop him, Tarkan picked up the coffee cup. As the glass drew closer to his lips, the warriors and servants couldn’t bear to look and shut their eyes.
They were acting as if he was drinking poison, not salted caral latte.
With a clack, Tarkan placed the coffee cup back on the saucer.
The warriors and servants secretly opened one eye.
The coffee cup was completely cleaned.
“A, Are you okay, Milord!”
“Quick, bring water!”
“Water is here!”
Once the servant handed over the water, Tarkan quickly gulped it down.
No one could stand still so they hovered around him.
Tarkan’s complexion was slightly pale. His complexion which hadn’t even changed when he slew the great beast Murzika at the age of ten.
Everyone looked at Tarkan with worry in their eyes.
Sure enough, Tarkan seed to be in a bad mood after eating sothing so sweet.
His cold golden eyes turned to Mukali.
“Mukali?”
“Yes, Milord.”
“Why did you bring this?”
“Huh?”
At that unexpected question, Mukali stared at Tarkan with puzzlent.
“And how did you know it was salted caral?”
Tarkan wanted to check if maybe Aristine had given Mukali so dessert as well. Even he didn’t know what he was going to do with that knowledge.
“Did you get so too?”
“No, of course not!”
Mukali was so startled.
“Then why are you the one who brought this, instead of a servant or court lady?”
Mukali was a general. He wasn’t the type to be doing such errands. But the fact that he brought it himself…
‘Did he et Aristine?’
Maybe she asked him to deliver it after they t.
‘And I can barely even see her…!’
Tarkan’s jaw clenched.
Aristine was practically locked up in the blacksmith forge lately so he couldn’t see her till late at night.
After Brodie attacked Aristine, Tarkan escorted Aristine to and from the smithy. With such a trick, he was able to extend the ti he saw her by only a few minutes.
Furthermore, he also had business that he had to handle so there were tis where even that wasn’t possible.
‘No, it’s not like I want to see Aristine or be with her for a long ti.’
But they were still a couple, no, business partners so they had to see each other often for the business to run smoothly.
But he didn’t think that Mukali would et Aristine separately.
Mukali broke out in cold sweat at the sharp gaze directed his way.
“I just ran into the court ladies.”
“Then why didn’t the court ladies co themselves?”
“The court ladies and maids of my house have sohow gotten close and it seems they feel comfortable with too…”
He t them in the hallway leading to Tarkan’s office and they walked together while chatting.
“I heard they were going to give sothing to Your Highness so I offered to deliver it on the way. That’s also when I heard about the chocolate fudge and salted caral latte.”
“That’s right. At the ti, we were all on the way to see you, Milord.”
Only after he heard their testimony did Tarkan’s gaze soften.
The expression of the warriors turned awkward and they kept their mouths shut.
‘We have to hide that Her Highness send more food to the other warriors!’
Otherwise, no one knew what would happen.
They all made a resolution and left the office quietly.
“Anyway, Milord really cares about the Princess Consort.”
“It’s Her Highness of all people, so it makes sense.”
They already realized this when Aristine visited the training hall before.
When the warriors were chatting that day, Jacquelin told them about what happened at Aristine’s tea ti with the Queen.
Naturally, the warriors cheered when they heard that Aristine didn’t yield to the Queen, who you could call the pinnacle of power, rather, she sided with their lord and dealt a heavy blow. Of course, after hearing about their couple’s act afterwards, the warriors felt a lonely chill in their side.
“I was so surprised when Milord didn’t tell Her Highness that that evil handmaid was scheming.”
As the guardian of Irugo, efficiency was Tarkan’s top priority. But for the first ti, Tarkan gave up that efficiency. Just so that Aristine could walk around, relaxed.
“I already knew that Milord pays a lot of attention to the Princess Consort but you know what’s even more surprising…”
“That Milord’s thoughts are so sensitive.”
The word ‘sensitive’ with Tarkan sounded like such an unsuitable combination.
However.
“Milord has changed…”
“I never thought he could be so sensitive.”
“It’s all thanks to the Princess Consort.”
They all rembered Aristine and smiled contentedly.
“Alright, ti to go eat the chocolate fudge that the Princess Consort gave ‘’!”
“Ah, you an the one she gave to ‘’?”
The large-frad adults went on bickering and saying to each other that they had gotten chocolate fudge.
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