"The existence of spatial bags can change lives." Rosalind could not help but praise Mr. Pratt for his wisdom. He knew that she was traveling, so he especially had soone create a spatial bag for her that would be large enough for her gold and the previous things that she bought in the past.
What made her even more excited was the fact that the spatial bag could now store a bed a full-size bed! Although she had no intentions of storing one right now, it's not like one really knows what was going to happen in the future. For now, she stocked up on food that had been preserved and seeds.
Sadly, her spatial bag could not store desserts that needed to be eaten as soon as possible.
Still, she chose to stock up on food-preserved sweets instead.
"You are praising too much, Miss Lin. If anything, we should be the ones praising you for what you did. Moreover, you only accepted two crates of gold when we gave you three. I do not"
"It is enough," Rosalind smiled. The spatial bag that he gave her was enough to store the three crates of treasure, however, she did not want to take more space away from the food. She specifically ca here today not just to heal Princess Isabel, but because she wanted to buy food.
A nurous number of sweets.
"I do not need anything more." Their conversation was interrupted by one of Mr. Pratt's attendants informing them about the arrival of the Duke of Duance and Princess Isabel. Mr. Pratt instructed him to bring the two inside.
Just as Rosalind laid her eyes on the Princess, she could not help but praise the Blessing inwardly. The last ti that she saw Isabel, the latter seed to have already given up on herself; she had lost too much weight, and was beginning to look like a walking skeleton. Right now, however, the Princess had recovered all of the lost weight.
Still, she looked a little different than the haughty Princess that Rosalind knew before.
"Miss Lin" Princess Isabel greeted her first as she started to curtsy acting as if she was about to bow towards Rosalind way.
"This Princess please there is no need to " Rosalind quickly stopped Isabel. How could a Princess bow towards her? "Please compose yourself. I am not soone from the Royal Family. Adhere to the rules, Your Highness."
"I apologize," Princess Isabel cleared her throat. Then she straightened her back and sat next to her father.
"It seems that the Princess is looking better than the last ti we t," Mr. Pratt started. Then he gestured for a maid to start pouring everyone tea.
"It is a miracle," the Duke said. Since he arrived, he was just staring at Rosalind. "What happened was a miracle."
"I trust that the Duke will honor the deal that we had," Rosalind said. Anonymity was very important and she wanted the man to honor that. She knew that many people would want to covet her ability so she imdiately went to collaborate with Mr. Pratt. With this, anyone else would find it hard to find out her real identity.
"Of course," the Duke said. "However, before you treat my daughter, I would like to have a private conversation."
Rosalind looked at Mr. Pratt before she slowly nodded. Seeing this, Mr. Pratt imdiately asked everyone else to leave the room. Then, he invited the Princess to go to the other room with him to see so special paintings that had just arrived.
"Let start by giving you my thanks," the Duke said.
Rosalind smiled and nodded.
"I am certain that Miss Lin already knows what it is that I am going to say."
"You wanted to heal you," Rosalind said. In response, the Duke nodded.
"Healing would have costs, Miss Lin. I am hoping you would understand that."
"I am prepared." The cost that the man was talking about should be what would happen to the Empire once he was healed.
"For years, I have hated myself. I always thought I am not competent enough and that I did not deserve the throne. However, after seeing the current atmosphere outside, I am starting to wonder if I made the right decision."
"What if you beca the Emperor instead?" Rosalind blurted out. Again, the Duke nodded in agreent.
"What if I beca the Emperor instead? What if I was the one sitting on the throne?"
"The Lux Family would never allow soone strong to sit on that throne. They wanted soone they could control."
A flash of surprise glinted in the Duke's eyes.
"It seems that Miss Lin did her research."
"I did a few. After all, I do not want to wage a war against soone I do not know," she said blandly.
"I see. It seems that Miss Lin has already made so preparations?"
She nodded at that.
"They will be naming the crown prince very soon," Rosalind said. "The things on the inside isn't as simple as the ones on the outside."
"May I know what Miss Lin is talking about?"
Rosalind said nothing. She stared at the man.
"Ah of course" The Duke then took sothing from inside his black cloak. It was a parchnt of paper. "This is sothing that I was able to co up with when I was still fighting at the borders in the North."
Rosalind accepted the parchnt that has been rolled up and secured with a thin rope. She opened it and blinked at the map in front of her.
"That is the map of the continent. I marked the part where ruins can be found."
"Ruins?" she snorted. "What made Your Grace think that I am looking for ruins? I am no adventurer."
"There are currently three well-known ruins in this continent," The Duke said. "Look at the map."
"You marked seven locations on this map," she stated. "Are you saying that there were seven ruins out there?"
"To be more precise, there should be nine, perhaps even more than that. However, the seven families did their best to hide it from everyone else."
"And you think this is going to be of any use to ?" she asked.
"This is a gamble, Miss Lin. I did not know if this would be of any use to you. However, I know that perhaps, there is sothing in these ruins that can make your ability stronger."
Rosalind blinked before she rolled the piece of paper. "Very well, I am going to accept this."
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A dear reader asked when will I explain about the Duke's previous brides! This one will be explained in the next few chapters! Thank you very much!
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