Chapter 125
Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince
Chapter 125
Translator: Yonnee
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Fortunately enough, since we were out of the tower for a week, the food that had been delivered last week still remained the same amount.
And in the first place, we had an abundant stock of red pepper powder and red pepper paste in the pantry, then we also still had some rice. If thereâs nothing else, we might still be able to survive with egg over rice seasoned with soy sauce.
I went into the pantry and took stock of the leftover ingredients, checking them one by one. The first thing that caught my eye were the potatoes, then next the pumpkins.
Itâs raining a lot outside anyway, so I wonder if I should make veggie pancakes later. The thought of crispy fried pancakes made my mouth water.
âFirst though, I gotta make breakfast.â
I took out some potatoes, cabbages, seasonings, then I headed towards the kitchen.
It was a peaceful morning here at the tower. Itâs been a while.
I sliced the potatoes and scallions, sprinkled them with some red pepper powder, which I missed all this time. After boiling the ingredients for some time, I did a taste test. Tastes spicy and good.
As expected, Koreans should eat spicy food. I appreciated this motto even more because I didnât have any red pepper powder and red pepper paste the entire time we were out. This exciting, exhilarating tasteâ the best flavor!
âWhat are you makiiing?â
I must have woken him up. Blanc fluttered towards me while rubbing his eyes. It was so adorable seeing him fly with those very tiny wings that almost couldnât be seen behind him.
âDid you sleep well, Blanc?â
âYeeeah.â
Blanc nodded. Since he was peeking at what I was cooking, he seemed to be looking for food. Itâs understandable since he was tired yesterday and just slept.
Just in time, the rice was ready. I opened the pot and scooped some out with a spoon. The grains of rice had a sparkling luster to them.
Look at that, isnât rice so delicious? I brought the spoon of rice towards Blanc, which he snapped up to eat.
Munch, munch. After he gulped it down, Blanc smiled and opened his lips.
âYummyyyâ¦â
âWeâre going to eat something more delicious during lunch, so you can look forward to that.â
Todayâs menu was going to be Korean veggie pancakes. Blancâs eyes twinkled, expressing how much he was already looking forward to it.
Then, strangely enough, unfamiliar emotions washed over me. It felt like excitement and joy, but they didnât come from within me. Theyâre not my own emotions.
I looked at Blanc. As if to answer my question, Blanc nodded.
âSo this is how you feel.â
I could feel exactly just how excited Blanc was. And more emotions that were difficult to express in just words because of how vividly I felt them now. It was so amazing to experience such feelings that I otherwise wouldnât have understood before.
âDo we share all our feelings with each other now?â
âOnly when you waaant.â
Thatâs a relief. It would be difficult if Blanc would also feel all the feelings I had whenever I saw Albert. And whenever I saw Albert, my emotions would just run rampant.
I didnât want to let Blanc know all of those emotions second hand. It would be nice if he could experience it personally later in the future.
But if I look at how pure and innocent Blanc was right now, that might still be far away. I patted Blanc over his back.
âThank you for letting me know how you feel.â
Blanc grinned. It was a child-like smile that would make anyone who saw it happy as well.
âI always wanted to tell you my feelings like thiiis.â
âWhy?â
âMy explanations are always⦠not enough.â
Unlike Alexander, who seemed to be used to speaking the human language, Blanc was still not very familiar with it. The difference between them was from experience.
But I didnât know Blanc would be so conscious of that.
âI like the food that Rosé makes for me.â
ââ¦â¦â
âI like Rosé, too.â
Blanc held nothing back at all. He expressed his emotions with fastballs right away. Thatâs what makes me like him, too.
Blancâs pure, unfiltered feelings made me emotional. How could I ever regret entering the contract when Blanc was so happy right now? I could never turn away from him.
I set the soup at the side and filled another pot with water. This was so that I could make the boiled eggs that I always served Albert with care.
After I handed him his food, Blanc flew back and opened the book. His face looked very serious as he turned the pages with his front paws.
âHowâs the book so far?â
âThereâs so many things I donât knooowâ¦â
Blanc frowned.
âIt said each dragon has different paces when evolving, andâ¦â
Although Blanc was born a dragon, the only things he knew about himself were by instinct. And on his 500th birthday, his evolution would happen. It was an instinct that was known by all dragons from the start.
âDonât push yourself too hard.â
I was going to study hard from today onwards, too. Iâll be learning the basics from Albert.
âLetâs do our best.â
I patted Blancâs head and encouraged him. Blanc nodded with sparkling eyes.
He seemed to be filled with more determination to live. Because back then, there was no place he could return to, unlike now.
After putting the eggs into the boiling water, I read the book that Blanc was also reading.
The book recounted the experiences of those who survived the torment of a dragonâs ordeal to become an adult, but actually, there werenât many stories.
Still, thereâs one part that stuck out to me.
âThe place where a dragon is born is called the Dragonâs Nest, or Tomb. This is due to the fact that many have died there just as much as many have been born. The contractors who have successfully survived with their adult dragon have left their records as murals.
It was about the Dragonâs Nest.
However, not just anyone could go to the nest, and its exact location was unknown. It was impossible to locate it unless youâre a high mage.
I wonder if Albert knows where it is. Iâll have to ask later.