Madam and the Stable Keeper (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 142

Edith as a child was far more of a tomboy than when we met again as adults.

“Issac, Isaac! The weather’s so nice—let’s go out to the fields. Okay?”

The moment my shyness vanished, Edith boldly approached me. Delighted to have a friend her age, she constantly coaxed me into riding Cream somewhere for fun.

Each time, I’d reluctantly close the book I was reading and get up from my seat—simply because I wanted to see her bright, beaming smile.

Life with Edith Lowell became vividly colorful, as warm as basking in sunlight even on rainy days.

Moreover, Edith’s very presence made me realize something.

‘Before I stayed at the Lowell estate… was I anxious?’

It wasn’t that I disliked wandering here and there with my cream-colored horse. After all, the guards my mother had arranged were more than sufficient—they were almost excessive.

Yet, I preferred returning to the estate where Edith and Lady Lowell were, far more than drifting through days like a traveler.

Sometimes my mother would accidentally burn ingredients until they turned pitch-black—but even that was enjoyable.

“Madam Leah… um, let’s just cut off the burnt parts and try eating it, okay?”

Edith’s pitiful gaze fixed on the charred chicken dish was utterly endearing.

When riding together, the brush of her golden hair against my cheek or her fleeting glances back at me with those blue eyes let me forget, if only for a while, the heavy truths weighing on my heart.

Just how much had my mother’s health deteriorated?

While storms of bloodshed raged in the imperial palace, would my father survive to the end?

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