Chapter 23
‘Well, it’s not poisonous anyway.’
The old pharmacist disguised as a maid thought so simply.
“There are no poisonous or dangerous kinds of dicinal herbs that hurt people either.”
Suddenly she was ordered to look at the dicines that belonged to soone in the emperor’s party, so she was nervous about what a huge conspiracy was hiding.
She wondered if there was even a traitor who was trying to poison the emperor, but the opponent was a calm-looking young lady caring for a child.
She was calm, graceful, and seed to have a very noble status.
She looked kind and friendly, even caring for a child.
No matter how much she looked at, she didn’t seem to be able to hide the suspicious drugs.
“I’ve done my job, so I’ll stop and go back.”
The old pharmacist finished reporting and went down the stairs.
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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 dicinal herbs.
It was hot water with herbal decoction to relax the mind.
As soon as Theor unwrapped the towel and poured water on it, he went into the bathtub and played with water.
“Do you like taking a bath?”
“Yes. It’s warm.”
Astelle approached Theor, who was playing in the bathtub.
“So it’s ti to put the dicine, let’s take the dicine and take a bath.”
Astelle lifted her hand and put her finger behind the hairpin.
A smooth 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.
Astelle touched the glass bottle in her hand.
‘If I didn’t notice it quickly, I might have been caught.’
When the maid was handed the teacup, Astelle was fortunate to be able to see the maid’s fingertips.
It was a fleeting mont, but Astelle clearly saw the maid’s wrinkled fingers.
There was a speck of dark blue dirt on the tip of her fingernail.
Astelle had seen sothing like that several tis.
Gretel, a pharmacist who helped Astelle, always had glue on the tip of her nails.
‘Since I dig and trim dicinal herbs every day, the juice of dicinal 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 farr 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.
When she looked at the silver plum blossoms in the dried-up garden, it was clear that fever was growing around this area.
Nevertheless, there are no fever patients in this village yet.
There is only one reason if the patient does not appear in such an underdeveloped rural village during the period of illness.
‘It ans there is a pharmacist in this town.’
Maybe that woman was a pharmacist in this town.
She ca in disguised as a maid, and she would be ordered to look at Astelle’s luggage bag and her dicine box.
For the sa reason, she was given a bedroom with a separate bathroom and was sent only by one old maid.
If it is a private bathroom, she can ask the maid to take a bath at any ti or wash the child first and Astelle herself can bathe later.
Even in the castle where she stayed before, she always washed Theor first and then bathed.
However, if the maid said it was difficult to prepare water because it was a public bath, she would have no choice but to bathe together with Theor.
She couldn’t ask the old maid to prepare the bath water twice.
Astelle kicked her tongue.
‘She did her best.’
It would be easier to check her luggage if the two of them went to the bathroom together.
Because she had to take off all her clothes to get into the bathroom.
While taking a bath, the maid can check both her luggage and their clothes in detail.
‘In that part, it’s finer than a young lady before. Much more unpleasant in so ways, but…’
Her eyebrows were spontaneously wrinkled.
She didn’t even have to worry about who it was.
Marianne, who had searched Astelle’s dicine box before, was still imprisoned in the Maern Castle’s prison.
Now, the only person in the emperor’s party to order this kind of thing was Vellian, the emperor’s secretary.
‘Doing sothing obvious like this…’
Well, that person has been like that since the first ti she t him.
He tried to trick Astelle with an obvious lie saying that there could be a revolt in the South.
How simple.
‘Anyway, I don’t like him.’
It’s understandable why he did this kind of thing.
He must have noticed sothing suspicious when he saw Astelle rushing to the hunting lodge on a rainy day.
That’s why Astelle feels uncomfortable with people who are quick to notice and have lots of doubts.
Astelle noticed the identity of the maid before and deliberately made her co out with a teddy bear.
It’s easy to hide things inside the fluffy cotton doll.
It was because she thought that if the maid took the doll, her eyes would be drawn to that direction.
As expected, the old maid was interested in the teddy bear, so she did not pay attention to Astelle’s hair.
‘I need to be more careful in the future.’
Astelle grabbed the vial in her hand.
In the cool glass bottle, the blue dicine shakes slowly like waves.
‘If the pharmacist caught this dicine…’
She may not be able to figure out what exactly it is, but an experienced pharmacist may notice that it contains color-changing ingredients.
It makes a headache just thinking about it.
‘I was lucky this ti.’
But there is no law that you will be so lucky next ti.
Astelle got all of her minds.
‘There are only a few days left now. I have to keep my mind upright and spend the rest of the ti well.’
After making that pledge, she called Theor.
“Theor, let’s take the dicine first and take a bath.”
Theor approached Astelle quietly.
Astelle put dicine in Theor’s eyes.
After putting the eye dicine, the glass bottle was put on the shelf so as not to be broken.
Theor, who was raising his head quietly asked, looking closely at the dicine bottle Astelle was carrying.
“Will my eyes turn red if I don’t put in dicine?”
“Yes, but you can’t tell anyone, you know?”
Theor, who only listened quietly, asked suddenly.
“Why can’t I tell anyone? Is it bad if it is red?”
“…What?”
Astelle looked at Theor with amazent.
Theor was hanging from the rim of the bathtub and looked up at Astelle quietly.
Blue eyes like jewels were innocently twinkling.
With that innocent look, Astelle missed the mont to answer.
Theor asked again in an innocent voice toward Astelle, who stood silently.
“His Majesty’s eyes are red too. Why can’t I have red eyes?”
“……”
Astelle was speechless.
It felt like her heart froze in an instant
Theor didn’t know the details, but he understood that he had to change the color of his eyes in front of others.
He always did that, so he thought it was natural, and he followed it.
It was the first ti he asked the reason.
‘He’s grown.’
As the child grows up, he naturally feels doubts about his surroundings.
Astelle thought that he wouldn’t listen quietly forever.
Astelle was expecting that the day would co soday when Theor was older and asked why he had to hide his eyes.
‘I knew that soday like this would co.’
In preparation for such a situation, she practiced what she would say to the child many tis in her mind, but nevertheless, when it ca to reality, she couldn’t hide her bitter and cluttered mood.
This is because she cannot answer honestly yet.
When Astelle just looked at him without an answer, Theor dropped his head and stirred the water in the bathtub.
“Am I not supposed to know?”
It was even more heartbreaking to see him say that.
“Theor.”
Astelle concealed her cluttered mood and smiled friendly.
Theor looked up at Astelle with flawless blue eyes.
Astelle tenderly wrapped Theor’s soft cheeks with her hands.
“Have you ever read fairy tales with magic beads? The farr got the bead, but it was so precious that he made it a secret. Do you rember?”
It was an old fairy tale stuck in the corner of her grandfather’s villa.
It was an ordinary fairy tale book featuring a prince, a princess, and a witch.
It was a story about a farr getting magic beads and an adventure unfolding following the secret entangled in the beads.
Theor liked the book.
As expected, as the story of the fairy tale ca out, Theor ca with joy.
“Yes, it disappeared when other people knew it.”
“Okay. It was very special and precious, so you have to hide it secretly. Your red eyes like that.”
There was pure curiosity in the blue eyes looking up at her.
Astelle stared at Theor’s cute face tenderly and gave an explanation.
“Red eyes are also very special. So you can’t show or tell other people.”
“Then, is His Majesty will be okay?”
“Yes, it’s okay because His Majesty is the emperor, but we must keep it a secret.”
Theor seed to so extent convinced when she gave an example with a fairy tale.
Teor re-energized and nodded his head.
“That’s why it’s a secret.”
Astelle used this opportunity.
The sa thing could happen again like in the hunting lodge.
It seed like it would be better to tell him clearly at this point.
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