Volume 3 Chapter 7 Part 1
Translator: Solaris Editor: Queenie
Steaming hot, white vapor rose from the pot. I mixed in one egg, scooped some of it up, and tasted it. The delicious taste of vegetables mixed with chicken soup stock and herbs went perfectly with béchamel sauce.
Because I had mixed in a lot of vegetables, the soup had a lovely color to it. My white stew was a great success, if I do say so myself. I let it simmer for a while longer, preparing onion garnish and marinated ham.The marinade was a mixture of lemon juice, herbs, and various condiments. Once I had marinated the garish and thinly sliced ham, I placed it into a bowl within my view.
Now, there was just one dish left to make: mushrooms sautéed in butter. Thanks to the royal kitchen, I had access to multiple species of mushrooms all at once.
As I thought about how that would have been impossible in my normal life, I stirred the frying pan and added white wine. I let it briefly cook a little while longer, and then it was finally ready.
The stew had simmered thoroughly and the marinade had in mixed well. I tested it once again to make sure there werenât any problems. I then served the stew on silver dishes and placed them alongside some cutlery on a serving cart. The serving cart was also made of silver, of course.
ãIs it ready?ã
ãYes, will you prepare some bread for me?ã
I nodded at the voice that had spoken to me. The owner of that voice began to gather some rye bread from a large dish.
ãYou know⦠Iâve been thinking, whenever thereâs an occasion youâre always working in this kitchen.ã
A few days before I became in charge of his Highness Klanvenâs meals, I had met this cook. Before I knew it, heâd begun acting overly familiar. I unconsciously made a wry smile at his voice. It sounded like he was either very impressed or very exasperated.
ãIâm not as skilled as you think, but Iâm counting on you if I ever get divorced. ã
ãDonât say that. Look, Iâm sorry. If it were known that I instigated Sir Agedilusâ wife to ask for a divorce my head would be chopped off!ã
ãFufu, so what brings you here? Did you come to ask about dinner?ã
I bowed once at his pale shaking face, pushed the serving cart, and exited the kitchen.
At the moment, I have no intention of getting divorced, but itâs just as he says, when the occasion arrives it might be a good option. If that man heard about this, he would probably say ãDonât be stupidãand pinch my cheek. I thought about that as I hurried through the Purple Peony Court to Prince Klanvenâs office, where he mustâve been making preparations for the grand festival.
I had been excused to go and prepare the midday meal, but since the noon bell had rung some time ago, I did not have the luxury of taking my time. Prince Klanven was eating my, well⦠it would be difficult to call it grand cooking. He was eating my homemade cooking without a single complaint. I donât know what the food at the temple was like, but I would like to think that my cooking was somewhat to his liking. Because I had boldly declared ãI would like the honor of preparing your mealsã, it would be a shame if I couldnât prepare a decent meal. Well, enough of that.
ãI have to hurry.ã
As the serving cart clattered along I increased my speed. I wonder why Sir Klanvenâs schedule is so busy. He doesnât have much time for meals. I have to deliver the stew to him before it gets cold.
ãHey, the woman over there.ã
ãYes?ã
I stopped in my tracks as a deep male voice called from behind. Other than the two of us, there wasnât a single person in the vast hallway. A figure cloaked from head to toe stood solitarily gazing at my direction⦠I couldnât make out his face nor his physique. He looked like the âshadowsâ Iâve seen before. Honestly speaking, he looked suspicious right off the bat.
I watched that figure with caution as he walked in my direction. His imposing stride didnât seem to belong to someone who was trying to conceal themselves. Scratch that. It would be more appropriate to say that he walked arrogantly.
ãWhat seems to be the matter?ã
He didnât uncover his face but simply retrieved a small bottle from his chest and raised it so that it was at my eye-level.
ãMix this medicine in with the food.ã
ãWhat did you say?ã
ãI said mix this medicine in with the food. Nothing will happen to you. Itâs easy, isnât it?ã
His tone sounded like someone who was accustomed to giving orders. Maybe that was the reason why he expected me to meekly obey him. A pair of lips forming a crescent-shaped arch could be seen from beneath his hood. An inexpressible discomfort began to well up inside me after seeing that smile.
ãI understand. Will you hand me that bottle?ã
ãAh. Youâre youâre quick to catch onã
ãOh my. I am so sorry.ã
ãY-you!!ã
The bottle had slipped through my fingers and crashed against the marble floor. The bottle let out an abrupt clang before cracking and spilling its contents. A puddle of transparent liquid began to rapidly spread.
Oh dear, how careless of me. I had done something unforgivable indeed.
ãD-do you realize what youâve done!? Do you know what Iâve gone through just to hand you this bottle!? ã
ãIâm truly sorry⦠is what Iâd like to say, but before that, wonât you tell me who you are?ã
The man was at a loss for words. So thatâs how it is. For someone so authoritarian, it seemed like he was a person with a social standing who couldnât afford to reveal himself. Maybe heâs, no, he must be one of Heathrowâs henchmen trying to assassinate Klanven.
I glared at the man who was no doubt glowering at me from under his hood. What the heck was he thinking by saying ãNothing will happen to you.ã It was obvious that he planned to use me.
ãHis highness Klanven might be a capricious and troubling gentleman, but he is serving as a priest in his own way.ã
As a priest, his role was to be a leader of our faith in the goddess. Sometimes he would aid in salvation. Sometimes he would give guidance. His existence brought solace to many people.
Although Klanven has a beautiful appearance, his inner character was another matter. He had the nerve to take my bookmark hostage!
But, on the day he went to visit the orphanage, his peaceful smile and the warmth of his hands seemed genuine. If it had not, there was no way the guests at the tavern would admire him so much. Aisha said that it doesnât matter if his highness Klanven is a Prince or a Priest, but I think that his true character is that of a priest.
ãI donât know what youâre up to or if you were trying to assassinate his highness Klanven, but your actions are absolutely against the goddessâ will.ã
ãYou!ã
A ferocious voice reverberated in the corridor. The man was so angry that his entire body was shaking. He raised one hand.
ãYou, a mere woman with a dark history, dares to use the goddessâ name to make a fool of me!ã
That raised hand mustâve been a signal. A group of cloaked figures suddenly appeared without a sound. It wasnât necessary to question why they were wearing masks. There was no doubt about it, these people were âShadowsâ. They were the kind that were affiliated with the temple. Their masks had the engraving of a dove as proof.
ãEnough! It doesnât matter if a woman like her is dead or alive. Letâs get this over with!ã
At the man manâs words, the figures produced their weapons and began to close in on me. Oh no, I was overconfident and provoked them carelessly.
It was worse if a priest were to commit murder than if a commoner were to do it. It wouldnât be an exaggeration to say that it was an absolute taboo. Thatâs why I thought that no matter how much I provoked them, I wouldnât be killed, but I had been too optimistic. It was unfair that if you were killed by shadows, it wouldnât be against the rules. Even as I thought that I couldnât believe it. I was far too calm. Or maybe, I had been driven into a wall and I was now trying to escape the reality of the situation.
I instinctively touched the bracelet on my left wrist. I felt a certain kind of warmth on contact and recalled that manâs piercing voice. ãI will protect you.ã
ãE-ã
Just as I called out, the sound of something splitting the air could be heard.
There was no time to question what had happened. In front of me was one of the shadows shaking violently.
ãHuhâ¦â¦?ã
ãWha-!?ã
My surprised voice and the manâs frightened voice mixed together. If one were to look around, they would see a figure that hadnât been there before. A tall figure cloaked like the rest of the shadows and held a weapon that looked like a multi-sectioned staff held together by chains. He pulled at the chains and the sections tightened forming a singular unit. The head of the staff had a crimson jewel that shone brightly.
A man who was trembling more than I was, faced the mysterious figure and questioned them.
ãWho are you!?ã
There was no answer, instead the staff was swung through the air towards the shadows.
No one moved. Despite being outnumbered, the new figure showed no signs of stepping back. On the contrary, the shadow men who obviously had the upper-hand were beginning to retreat.