Chapter 5
A potion that turns the eyes into blue.
Although Astelle has tested it with her own eyes every day for the past few years, the potion has been safe with no pain or side effects.
However, if there was a drawback, the duration was too short.
In about half a day, the dicinal effect was over.
Astelle weighed the amount while shaking the bottle.
‘I think it will be okay until I go to the capital city.’
After that, she has no choice but to make it herself.
Fortunately, she learned how to deal with herbs while helping Gretel, and she learned how to make various potions.
This eye color changing potion can be created if it is specially studied to be perfectly formulated.
If she had the herbs she needed, Astelle could made that.
The best way to et her maternal grandfather in the middle is ask Kaizen’s permission, and send the child ho first.
Suddenly, the wagon stopped rattled.
Astelle put the potion back into her arms.
“What’s going on?”
“We’re going to take a break for a while. You can co out of the wagon.”
Hearing the sound of the words, Theor opened his eyes and stood up.
The eyes full of drowsiness looking up at Astelle were still blue.
“Are you hungry? Shall we go outside?”
“I want to go outside!”
He was trapped in the carriage and repeated sleeping and waking up, and it looked very boring.
Theor tried to get down to the floor to put on his shoes right away.
“Okay. Let’s go out and see what’s around. I’ll give you a snack too.”
“Yeah!”
Astelle put shoes on the little feet of the child.
She picked up a small basket she had prepared in advance and opened the door of the carriage.
Knights and soldiers gathered on the side of the road to talk with each other or take a bottle of water and take a break.
She doesn’t know how long it ca from the town where she stayed.
It seed that the rain had passed around here at dawn.
Astelle took the child and walked toward the trail near the forest road.
Theor took Astelle’s hand and walked the path where the leaves of grass sprouted.
The leaves of grass soaked in rainwater all night shined freshly in the sunlight.
On the forest road where small wild flowers blood, the fresh morning air after rain and the sll of fragrant grass were circulating.
A brown-haired knight who found the two late followed and gave advice with serious faces.
“Lady, you can’t go too far.”
The man who followed was wearing the knight commander’s uniform.
Compared to his serious expression, it was a knight who still looked like a young man about 30 years old.
Even his soft light brown hair felt familiar.
Astelle realized who he was.
“Sir Lyndon? Are you Sir Lyndon?”
“Oh… you rember .”
Lyndon blinked his eyes in surprise.
Astelle smiled calmly.
“You have been by His Majesty’s side for a long ti. How can I forget.”
Lyndon admired it in his heart.
When the present emperor was the crown prince, Linden was a junior knight without a na.
He was proved his skills and joined the Royal Guard of the Crown Prince, but he did not see the light because of his poor background.
Only after Kaizen beca the emperor was he able to establish his major and beco an aide to the emperor.
Lyndon didn’t know Astelle would rember him.
At the ti, she was Astelle von Reston, the prince’s fiancee, and a precious princess.
Lyndon hated the Duke of Reston at that ti, but he had never felt particularly bad about Astelle.
Although he had never spoken in person, it was because he felt that she was a very quiet and polite lady from a distance.
She was a precious princess, but she had never be rude to junior knights or servants.
Astelle walked a little farther from the road, and she laid a blanket on the rock next to the birch and sat the child.
“I’m trying to give the child a snack, would you like to join in if you like it?”
“Pardon?”
She put down the basket that she had brought, and took out a small bottle of water and paper-wrapped food.
“I made it last night to sell today, but… my master aunt told to take it and I got so.”
When Astelle unwrapped the paper, the tarts contained inside ca out.
What Astelle took out was a normal strawberry tart with strawberries and whipped cream.
Astelle unwrapped the paper and put it out to eat.
As soon as it was taken out of the basket, the sweet aroma of the crispy baked strawberry tart was full.
“You made this yourself…?”
Lyndon asked as if he couldn’t believe it.
Astelle replied with a nice smile.
“Yes, I worked at that store for a while.”
There was no maid in the mansion, so she had to make food herself.
In fact, for the first few months, making food, cleaning the house and doing laundry was extrely difficult.
There were tis when she nearly broke a bowl and burned the kitchen.
But man is an animal of adaptation.
Eventually everything beca familiar as ti passed.
Astelle cut a small tart and handed it over. Theor took a bite and ate it.
Astelle gave Lyndon a small tart as well.
On the golden tart was full of shiny strawberries.
“Try it…”
“Yes, yes. Thank you.”
Lyndon was given a tart from Astelle.
In fact, he was hungry because he ran for a long ti.
Anyway, this tart seed very delicious on the outside.
Lyndon was dubious and took a bite.
Fresh strawberries mixed with sweet cream and crunchy tart paper was chewed.
“Oh my God, it’s really delicious!”
“I’m glad that it fits your mouth.”
Astelle laughed at the appearance of Lyndon eating up in no ti at all.
* * *
Kaizen looked around and found Astelle far away.
Astelle was talking with Lyndon, the head of the knight, on the side of the trail away from the road.
‘Did you two know?’
Astelle was still wearing a drab dress.
It seed that she just didn’t have clothes to change, whether it was casual or outdoor clothes.
‘Being like that…’
Astelle he rembers wasn’t like that.
She wears the most sophisticated and beautiful dress, and she wears elegant jewelry that doesn’t look vulgar though it is flashy. She walked around gracefully with her pale gold feet like the morning sun.
When he thought of Astelle, he always rembered that way.
Astelle was dressed up and sat quietly and replied to his question.
No matter how much he think about it, he doesn’t think of any other image.
‘Probably because I have never observed it hard.’
No one denied that Astelle was a great empress.
She is intelligent and elegant, and has many talents in many ways.
She has a neat and beautiful appearance, and she has a discreet and modest personality.
But the young Kaizen had never liked such Astelle before.
From the ti he first t her, Astelle has been devoted to Kaizen, but Kaizen hasn’t developed much affection for her.
He couldn’t help it.
In his view, Astelle was a doll made to beco an empress.
Duke of Reston raised Astelle into a perfect doll.
The Duke taught her to study day and night so that she could be the best lady, and Astelle always to be absolutely submissive to her father.
Her father intended to make Astelle the empress, and giving birth to the future emperor.
That unworthy ambition.
If the emperor had died a little earlier, Kaizen would have broken the marriage without even getting married, but it did not go as intended.
Kaizen still wasn’t in a good mood when he was forced to do his wedding and was forced to spend his first night.
He used dicine to avoid having children, but having an unconventional relationship with Astelle to play his role still remains a bitter mory.
Still, he thought it would be better to end the marriage as soon as possible anyway, so as soon as he beca emperor, he demanded a divorce.
When Astelle accepted the divorce in a word, he was a little surprised, but he believe that even if she got divorced, she would live well.
In fact, then he had no ti to worry about Astelle.
Because he had a lot of work to be emperor right now.
When he heard that she had been insulated from her family, he tried to send so money, but it was rejected.
After that, he almost forgot Astelle.
When he first looking for Astel, none of the nobles of the capital knew where she was.
After he tracked down and investigated anyone involved, he got information that she was staying at the old Marquis’ house, a retreat long ago.
He was a man who lost his estate after a long ti ago, but he was still a noble with a high position, so Kaizen thought he would maintain a sowhat noble life.
In fact, he was a relative of the traitor, so Kaizen didn’t even know that his na was on the list of those deprived of pensions.
So he was shocked when Astelle, whom he t again after six years, appeared in rags-like clothes.
There wasn’t a common lace ornant on the dull dress, let alone jewels.
It was worse than the clothes commoners wear.
The maids of the imperial palace were also more gorgeous than the current Astelle.
Looking at that form, it seed that she had lived a miserable life in her maternal grandfather’s house.
Kaizen thought Astelle’s maternal grandfather was very impudent.
Her maternal grandfather had to give Astelle a little better after she had been poor enough.
If she had remarried a man, she wouldn’t have lived as poorly as that.
Living with his granddaughter and treat her like a maid without trying to marry her off.
The old man had no money to spend to found nanny, he left his family heir, a child, to Astelle.
Even when running away, he threw his heir to Astelle and left alone.
‘I would just torture and kill that old man.’
Kaizen chewed on such regrets, and he looked at Astelle.
Astelle, who t again after six years, was very different from what he rembered.
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