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What could the Crown Prince possibly like?
I quickly went down to the kitchen.
“Miss, what brings you here?”
The chef widened his eyes in surprise.
Considering I had never been in the kitchen all my life, I couldn’t blame him for being so shocked.
First, I looked for something sweet.
There was an episode in the original story where Teresa gave Nathaniel a tart.
Even though he scoffed at the idea of buying something like this, judging by the fact that he ate an entire large plate by himself, there was no doubt that he liked desserts.
“Do you have any tarts or cakes?”
“Why? You never eat sweets. Why now……”
I found an appropriate excuse.
“I must be too stressed about my brother’s business lately. I’m craving something sweet?”
I even slightly raised my hand to my head.
The chef’s expression darkened when he heard Maximilian’s story.
“We don’t have cake, but I will prepare something else right away.”
“Oh, no. I’ll take it myself.”
At my words, the chef nodded.
He skillfully cracked the eggs and separated the whites from the yolks.
He mixed the yolks with milk, vanilla bean, and flour to make the batter.
He whipped the whites into meringue and added it to the batter little by little.
“Pancakes?”
“Yes. They’re thick and soft.”
The chef soon brushed oil on the pan and poured the batter thickly, covering it with a lid to cook.
When the pancakes were golden brown on both sides, he placed them on a plate, topping them with strawberry jam, various berries, and whipped cream.
“Wow. That looks really delicious.”
“It was your favorite food when you were young.”
“Really?”
Unfortunately, I could not recall such a memory, despite racking my brains.
The chef was about to go upstairs with the decorated plate.
“Ah, I’ll take it up.”
“It will be hot.”
“No, I can handle this much. Thanks for today!”
I carefully took the plate to my room.
I saw Nathaniel lying straight on the white bed.
Although he was in the form of a dragon.
“Are you hungry? Come here and eat this.”
At my words, Nathaniel slowly flapped his wings and landed on the table.
He sniffed at the pancakes, looking quite adorable.
“Oh, wait. You have cream on your nose.”
His reckless behavior had left cream all over his face.
I wiped it off neatly with a handkerchief.
And waited for him to eat.
[I have no hands.]“Ah……”
Nathaniel tapped the table with his small hand.
I swallowed my irritation and smiled, cutting the pancakes.
The soft texture was vividly felt with the knife and fork.
I cut it into bitesized pieces for the baby dragon, topped with cream and strawberries, and brought it to his mouth.
“Ah, eat up.”
“……”
“Your Highness?”
Was his pride hurt?
I noticed something as I watched him.
In the original, he would only eat food after someone else tasted it first.
A procedure that developed after nearly being poisoned as a child.
‘This man has been through so much.’
I ate the pancake in front of him.
The soft, fluffy pancake, sweet whipped cream, and fresh strawberry jam blended together perfectly.
“It’s really delicious! Now, Your Highness, you eat too.”
I put plenty of cream on a new piece, along with a strawberry, and brought it to his mouth.
He hesitated for a moment but then opened his mouth to eat it.
His slowly churning eyes sparkled with innocence.
He began to chew faster, soon gulping it down.
His tail wagged back and forth, just like a puppy.
[More.]“Yes, yes. Here you go.”
I was relieved that the Crown Prince liked it.
I diligently cut the pancakes and fed them to him.
He gulped them down and noticeably brightened.
‘I don’t know if I should call it an expression since he’s a dragon.’
Perhaps full, Nathaniel lay on the table, patting his stomach, his eyes growing heavy.
‘I can’t let him sleep in my bed.’
No matter how cute and lovely the baby dragon’s appearance was, the fact remained that he was the Crown Prince, so sharing a bed was absolutely out of the question.
I watched Nathaniel wobble in the air and flop onto the bed, then went outside to call a maid.
“Mia, go fetch a clean basket.”
“A basket? How big do you want it?”
“About this big?”
I drew a circle slightly larger than Nathaniel with my hand.
“Yes, I’ll bring it right away.”
The maid brought the basket quickly.
I wondered if an ordinary rattan basket would be okay, but I decided to take it and go in.
“I’m going to sleep now, so don’t let anyone in the room. Understand?”
“Yes.”
After firmly tying Mia, I entered the room.
Before I knew it, Nathaniel had curled up and fallen asleep.
I put a pillow in the basket and carefully placed Nathaniel on top of it.
Fortunately, he seemed tired and snored soundly in his sleep.
“It feels like raising a pet with no fortune.”
The young dragon Nathaniel, quietly closing its eyes, was really cute.
Though it seemed to be a problem if it opened its eyes and mouth.
I stared into the basket for a while and then lay down in bed.
It was truly a stormy day.
‘I have to talk to my father about this with His Majesty…’
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
