Chapter 4.2: A Better Tomorrow
Linda''s POV:
"Pardon me mdy. Did you just say ingredients? The manor has a lot of those." I said to her but she
shook her head.
"I know what will happen if you gather ingredients from the main house. They might use you of
some nonsense so I would rather buy and re-stock our stash of ingredients with the money the duke
gave me." she proudly flipped her braid.
"Bu-But I don''t know how to cook anything mdy."
"That is fine. I know how to cook. So let''s order some supplies and produce at the market district."
came her excited tone as she smiled while we found a general store that had the stuff she needs.
Did she say that she can cook? Noble Ladies...don''t cook.
Hence our outing was just hours of purchasing a lot of cooking materials, utensils, and ingredients. She
even bought an icebox which cost 100 gold drachma.
But even then, we were left with 50 silver and 90 gold drachma as a leftover.
After we gave the stores and growers the address and directions to the South Gate and the bridal
house where they will drop our supplies tonight, mydy looks cheerful as we walked to the area where
we hailed a carriage back to the Duke''s house.
This was the weirdest outing with ady I have ever experienced. She would not buy any more clothes
because she says she has more than enough of those. She is not interested in jewels nor is she
interested in fripperies or fragrances but she said maybe when she gets her official allowance, she
might think of buying those added expenses.
She called what mostdies deem as a necessity "added expenses".
My brain can''t seem to wrap around what the duchess was even thinking.
"Linda, This day has been so much fun. For the first time in weeks; I feel so alive." her dulcet voice
sounded so warm, the moonlight lending a startling effect on her hair which glowed as her teal eyes
glimmered as she smiled at me. "I hope you can do this with me again."
Mdy...
Something inside of me just burst as I felt her smile reinvigorating me while we left the carriage and
walked towards the bridal house. I readied the bath for mydy and while she soaked in the tub. I
hurried to the main house to collect our dinner trays.
I was able to get back immediately and left the tray on the table and helped mydy dressed up for the
night.
"What did the chef make for our supper today?" she asked me as she took her seat as I poured her
some honey wine.
"The maid working in the kitchen says it was meatballs?" I answered and uncovered the dish which
was a te of three small meatballs which was strangely dark brown surrounded by some nd-
looking steamed vegetables. "It looks....edible."
But the dark re of the duchess as she used her knife and fork to take a small chunk of meat and ate
regally. it was within my expectations as her pretty face twisted in a distasteful frown as she ate only
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one meatball and half the steamed vegetables before telling me to eat the rest before she shooed me
away.
I left the room but not before she grabbed a few books and dimmed the lights by her bed as she started
reading. The duchess is an avid book lover and always reads the books that were avable from the
old library room we cleaned a week before.
The kitchen was bare since the items needed by the chef and his staff are all in the main kitchen. There
was only a stove that does not work without any mana stone and a wide spacious table where I usually
take my meals ever since I came here.
I wondered why the duchess looked disturbed over the meatball. After a discreet taste from her te;
my face also had the same expression. It was salty and it was dry as the Lucretian Desert; the steamed
vegetables were mushy and tasteless but eating them helps me swallow down the meatball I ate and
counteract the saltiness.
By the Goddesses'' fury, I have never eaten anything this bad before. The meals before were subpar
and nd but now they are feeding this to the master''s wife?
It was akin to pping the Duchess'' face. A mark that she was an unwanted existence in this ce
since the duke never shared a night with her which marked her as a pariah until the master makes an
honest woman out of her and gives her the authority she deserves.
The indignation and outrage that I felt for mydy just went up leaps and bounds as I threw the
remaining food into the garbage and prepared for bed.
I need to demand a more ptable first meal for the duchess tomorrow.
The cafe food we ate at the capital was even better than the over-salted pile of crap they gave us.