“Her Majesty gave me separate instructions.”
His paternal uncle breathed into the imperial palace like this.
“It’s a decoction made by brewing herbs, said to be good for restoring energy. Don’t forget to take it.”
The court lady whispered from the side.
“I brought the decoction.”
“Since you’re still on an empty stomach, finish your meal first, and then bring it again.”
“Then, I’ll inform you to come again in an hour.”
Soon, the dining table was set.
“We will escort you to the dining table.”
The hot steam rose from the food. The seafood dishes were enticing. Large abalones were grilled in butter, and a stew with shrimp and other seafood was simmering.
“Don’t you have much of an appetite?”
“No, it’s just that I hurried a bit to finish the Pu Fyuta work.”
“I already know you often miss mealtime.”
Sharlowoff scooped up the stew with a spoon.
“If you miss meals on an empty stomach again, you’ll be held responsible by those underneath.”
“It’s excessive.”
“Day by day, your physique is deteriorating, and the lady of the house is worried.”
Benhamin seemed to know what story would stimulate Sharlowoff’s self-blame.
“If you skip another meal, I’ll have to report this to Windsor.”
The empress, who prioritized her own safety, seemed to turn a more considerate eye to herself when her family’s worries followed, even more so.
“I’ll have a little more stew.”
“Grilled abalone is also good. It’s light.”
“Then, I’ll cut and eat it.”
“There’s also eel.”
Benhamin took a knife and cut the eel.
“It’s grilled to be light, and the sauce isn’t too strong.”
The eel meat was tender. The seasoned flesh melted gently.
“Have a little more.”
“It’s risen to my throat.”
“Your stomach is too small.”
“You’ve already eaten everything by my side.”
“If you don’t have strength or stamina, you should first recover your body by gaining some weight.”
The hunger slowly called.
She slowly lowered her arm, saying she couldn’t eat anymore.
“It’s time for your medicine.”
Soon, the court lady brought medicine from the imperial medical center.
“Eat and take your medicine. The lady of the house is so worried that she wants to ask you directly.”
“…….”
“Several imperial physicians have attached to make this medicine, so you shouldn’t leave any. This, too, will be heard by the family. Even if they don’t talk to you, they’re all watching and taking care of you from behind, so don’t leave any medicine.”
The medicine bowl seemed to be getting bigger.
“It’s bitter.”
“Things that are good for your body are bitter.”
Benhamin wiped Sharlowoff’s mouth from the side.
Sharlowoff was relieved only after taking all the medicine.
“It seems like heavy foods were brought only to fatten me up.”
“It’s good to fatten up your physique.”
Various medications were added to the food.
They boiled decoctions like brewing herbs, using medications instead of spices.
It wasn’t made according to the recipe, so the efficacy was only half, but now that her body’s energy had weakened,
If she took a little more, wouldn’t her recovery be faster?
“It would be good to boost your energy a bit.”
“My hands have become rough.”
Aaron applied ointment to Sharlowoff’s hands.
“The noble’s body seems to be hurt.”
The tender skin was slightly burned.
“Is it because of the soil?”
“What if there’s a callus?”
“It’s just a little sore.”
“I’m not sure if this is right.”
The hand that held the knife was swollen and the skin was tingling.
“Usually, noble ladies cry and scream even if they feel a little sore when they touch their calloused hands.”
“I’m not a usual person.”
Such soreness would eventually dull.
“It’s still tough because the flesh is tender.”
It was a bit sore.
The hands became rough and dry.
That caused the court lady to frown, and she applied cream.
Feeling a bit sorry when the skin peeled a little.
Aaron’s examination was over.
The diagnosis confirmed that the body had fully recovered.
“Move your body gently.”
“I am moving gently.”
“I don’t fully trust it.”
“There are many watching over from the side, and I am being cautious too, so you don’t have to worry.”
Aaron sighed lightly as he released Sharlowoff’s wrist.
“Your body is fully recovered now. You have a good recovery rate.”
“Because there were people taking good care of me by my side.”
“Even if the medicine is bitter, you should take it consistently. Especially when the energy is low, it’s important to take tonics that strengthen the body’s energy.”
Even though her body had recovered, Sharlowoff remained unchanged.
A bit lethargic.
Her eyes wandered into the distant void.
“Where are you looking?”
“Well…”
“Build up your stamina. Energy is based on stamina. Physical strength and mental strength are ultimately part of stamina. There will be days when people are broken and fall, and the future is so uncertain that sometimes you may want to give up and sit down. At those times, what leads people is stamina.”
Lifting a fallen body.
Recovering a weakened mind.
“Stabilize your core.”
Aaron bowed his head slightly. The old man’s back bent.
“Well, rest.”
Aaron took his belongings and left.
The court lady poured cold water over Sharlowoff’s arm.
“Do you feel no energy in your body?”
“I’m fine.”
“Then why are you closing your eyes?”
“I was clearing my conscience.”
To regain focus.
She leaned on the bed.
Her body, propped up at an angle, tilted to the side.
‘Balance.’
Sharlowoff took a deep breath.
Her eyelids trembled slightly.
A shallow breath burst out.
She recalled the advice she had shared with Fedor during their training.
“Clear your mind and find balance.”
“Excuse me? What are you talking about?”
“I was talking about such things.”
“I’m sorry. I’m still not good at guessing Her Majesty’s thoughts.”
“I thought it was over, but it wasn’t. I was thinking about that.”
Now everything was over.
This life’s end is here.
Perhaps she had stopped and waited for the end in the midst of misery.
“Now is the time for a change.”
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