People Aren't Meant to Be Fixed! (4 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 67

Later, because Poppy cried out loudly as if begging not to be left alone, I waited for the little one for a moment before joining Sasha and Carlisle.

Sasha and Carlisle kindly stepped aside, saying they would follow leisurely and that I should go ahead, and Freyrie thanked them while keeping our linked arms intact and maintaining her smile.

Clomp, clomp—.

“As expected, the imperial greenhouse is grand and magnificent.”

After walking for about another ten minutes, the hedge barriers and apple trees disappeared, and a white world unfolding before us.

Although beige tones, gray, tawny brown, and gold were mixed here and there, the colors were balanced rather than chaotic, lending dignity to the vast scale of the greenhouse and the majesty of the imperial family.

Moreover, perhaps because the greenhouse itself had an enormous domed roof, the ceiling curved, arch-like ceiling felt wondrous. It seemed to have been built the same way in my previous life, so the fact that it remained unchanged meant it was clearly well maintained.

In addition, the floor felt soft, as though smooth pebbles gathered from a beach had been finely ground and hardened, the air carried the unique tart, distinctive scent that only plants emit, and the colorful flowers visible here and there in the flowerbeds were different from those grown outdoors, captivating the eyes.

“Are there birds here too, by any chance?”

Freyrie, who had been so busy admiring everything around her, suddenly asked the question while climbing a gently sloping path.

“Hmm, probably most things are here? I even saw an earthworm here last time.”

There would be animals and plants that Jeff and Hecate brought in under the pretext of education, and after I was officially announced as the heir to the throne, some birds might have been received as gifts and tokens of goodwill. So I added that they very likely existed somewhere.

“I see. This really is a wonderful place.”

I wondered if she would suddenly change her mind and insist on seeing the birds first, but Freyrie simply stopped at the question and tightened her grip on my arm, showing her determination not to let go.

Sasha go under any circumstances.

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