‘Preparing for the worst.’

When I talked to Derek earlier, I didn’t notice, but now that I came back and thought about it carefully, I realized something.

That was none other than… the fact that Derek’s muscles were excessively contracted.

Like a rabbit standing in front of a predator.

‘Derek probably can’t smell my magic.’

Moreover, if he could smell the magic, it would be rather enchanting. Not terrifying.

Then there was only one answer.
‘Perhaps because I absorbed the Siren’s Core, my power seemed threatening. Derek might have noticed that it’s not the real Leonaerda.’

I can anticipate how Derek will act after this.

So, I planned to make a move tomorrow.

“Your Majesty, did you have a peaceful night? This is Suckrell, here to greet you.”

The next day, Suckrell, who was neatly dressed, came to deliver his greetings.

Among the three maids, Suckrell is the only one who comes for greetings. It probably means that she is eager to catch my eye.

“How long have you been waiting? I didn’t get up early.”

“Oh, Your Majesty, how agonizing it must have been to wait for you. I can’t tell whether it was an hour or three hours, as time passed so quickly.”

Such a cute lie.

Mrs. Bertolt didn’t let Suckrell into my room.

Although she could have waited in the living room connected to my bedroom, I didn’t give any instructions separately.

Therefore, despite standing outside all the time, it seems like Suckrell did not show any discomfort or difficulty.

To put it nicely, she knows her place, but to put it bluntly, she has no self-esteem.

‘But I don’t mind seeing her prettily dressed and waiting.’

Is this the taste that makes sisters have multiple lovers?

“Come here. Let’s have a meal together.”

“Oh! I’m very happy. May I massage your shoulders while the meal is being served?”

“Go ahead.”

Today, Schopen took charge of the close escort.

Standing behind me, Schopen subtly wrinkled his nose, as if Suckrell was very uncomfortable.

“Your Majesty. It may be impolite, but to touch Your Majesty’s body, I need to perform another physical examination.”

“Another one? Didn’t you do it when you entered?”

“You never know if you’re hiding a poison needle or something. Please consider it a procedure.”

Normally, Derek would take on such a role.

At the moment, with magic fully charged, anyone could prick me with a poison needle, and I could easily detoxify it, so I wasn’t particularly worried about the poison itself.

However, there was no flaw in Schopen’s words, so I nodded lightly.

While Suckrell was undergoing another meticulous body examination, breakfast arrived.

First, the scent of well-cooked scrambled eggs and sausage with cumin permeated the air.

Well-baked cheese bagels were stacked high in a basket, next to which were basil cream cheese with chopped onions and strawberry jam, creating harmony.

Blueberry juice for health, milk, and tea were placed on the table all at once, and for dessert, macarons with apple jam were served.

“Your Majesty, we have seafood stew made with tomato puree and cream mushroom soup. Which one would you like?”

“Well… Suckrell, what do you like?”

Today’s meal service was not done by Charlotte, but by another maid.

Her name is Lydia, two years younger than Charlotte.

While Lydia was inquiring, I turned the question towards Suckrell.
I just wanted to see what Suckrell would choose, no matter what I eat.

“I haven’t tried either. But I do like spicy food.”

“You haven’t tried them?”

“I have to manage my figure. I often went hungry and had to eat almost the same things.”

“Oh, I see. I’m worried about your health.”

Saying that, I turned to Lydia. Then, Lydia, lifting the stew, spoke up.

“I’ll send a doctor this afternoon.”

“Sure. Send one for Gabriel and Therion too.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”