𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟐
Day 2.
Mabel headed to Eugene’s room first thing in the morning.
“Hmm, what a waste. . .”
As expected, there was untouched tomato stew in front of the door.
Feeling dejected, Mabel picked up the tray and headed to the kitchen. Although she was somewhat shocked, she had plenty of things to do today. There was no time to be discouraged.
‘Maybe it’ll be fine if I heat it up again.’
While fearing that her thought process was unbecoming of a princess, Mabel began planning today’s cleaning schedule.
The main focus for today was the kitchen. Since she didn’t have enough time yesterday, she wanted to clean it up completely in one day. Mabel covered her mouth with a cloth once again and entered the kitchen with a wet rag and a bucket in hand.
Before she knew it, it was already evening, and Mabel finally stopped cleaning.
“Phew, surprisingly, there are various things for cleaning here.”
The kitchen, which had been filled with white dust and a musty smell, had miraculously returned to its original state. The dishes and cooking utensils that had been left on the shelves were all washed and neatly organized by type.
Various seasonings were lined up, seemingly discovered from somewhere. With all these, she wouldn’t have trouble cooking for a while.
Mabel left the kitchen with the dirty rag and broom in hand. Then, she felt movement near the entrance. She thought it might be Eugene, so she headed in that direction.
‘Wh-who is that?!’
However, it wasn’t Eugene who was there but a young man carrying a large bag on his back.
He entered the castle with ease, crouched under the stairs, and seemed to be fumbling with something.
Could this be what they commonly call a thief?
Mabel momentarily forgot to breathe.
But she quickly exhaled quietly and tightened her grip on her hand.
‘Eugene is probably on the second floor today. I can’t go to him without passing through the stairs.’
Fortunately, the person had their back turned to Mabel.
In that case, Mabel cautiously approached the young man while holding the broom in both hands, ready to strike. Remembering the self-defense lessons she had learned from Gertrude, Mabel shouted.
“Hey!”
With a loud voice, she swung the broom she held. The young man immediately jumped up, turned around, and rolled to the side. The broom struck the stone floor with a thud, and Mabel’s face turned pale.
“Hey, wait, what?”
“Get out!”
“Wait! I am telling you, I―”
In a hurry, she lifted the broom again and brandished it toward the young man. But upon seeing Mabel like that, the young man desperately waved his palm in front of his body. Mabel’s grip loosened as she noticed his actions.
At his feet was a familiar can. Next to it was something that looked like the root of a plant.
“A can?”
“Oh, You really freaked me out! That was dangerous, you know.”
The young man finally exhaled and stood up, brushing off the dust from his clothes. With brown hair and brown eyes, he looked at Mabel again and asked.
“This is surprising; I never expected someone to be here.”
“Someone? This is Eugene’s castle, right?”
“The master has never come out.”
He laughed gently. His face was calm, with wide eyes and a straight nose that was well-proportioned. Mabel felt that he had the impression of a popular young man in the town.
“Um, who are you?”
“Oh, I’m Cero. From the Luxen Trading Company. I deliver goods here once a week.”
“Oh, I see! I’m sorry for suddenly attacking you.”
“It’s fine. So, what about you?”
Mabel pondered for a moment.
If she revealed her name here, information could leak out, and there was a risk of being taken back. She had to somehow deceive him.
“Well, I’ve been working as a maid here since yesterday. My name is Wimmie.”
“Oh, you work here.”
Cero seemed genuinely surprised, widening his brown eyes. But he smiled and handed Mabel a can he had with him.
“Well then, we’ll be meeting regularly from now on. Nice to meet you.”
Looking at the can, Mabel returned the smile. It seemed that he was not a thief, but someone from the trading company who delivered food. That explained why there were so many seasonings and ingredients in Eugene’s castle, even though he rarely went out.
“Likewise. By the way, Cero, do you only deliver cans?”
“Basically, yeah. And if there’s a special request from the master, I also bring herbs and such.”
“A request?”
“There’s a letter left around here.The master writes out what he needs and I bring it the next week.”
Hmm, Mabel was impressed by the system, but she had an idea and opened her mouth to Cero.
“Um, can I make a request?”
“From you, miss?”
“I have some money. I wonder if it’s enough for—”
“Oh if it’s for the master, you don’t need to pay.”
If I recall correctly, the supplies being delivered for Eugene are being covered by the country’s expenses.
Therefore, it was said that as long as it’s not something that Mabel would use personally, it could be covered by those expenses.
Mages are given the best treatment everywhere. Although Eugene lives on the outskirts of the kingdom, his expenses are still taken care of.
“That’s a relief. Well then, I’d like to request a little bit of flour and vegetables.”
“Sure, sure,” Cero wrote it down on a piece of paper in a practiced manner.
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