"Silly girl, You really think your husband fell ill?" The Royal concubine mocked. She glanced at the soup and noticed the young lady had used the wrong herbs, she didn't warn her.
At worst the Emperor would have a runny stomach for a while. He deserved it. The youngest concubine frowned.
"I worked hard on this soup. Please, don’t condemn me. Well, I should still act like he was".
She turned to Steven with a cheerful expression.
"Thank you" Steven says immediately. She would surely be about to pour compliments on him.
"Hmm, for what?" she asked.
"For what you're about to say" he answers.
"Well, I was about to ask how the young soldier that came with the Latvian General was fairing. Prescott right? Do you know if he's married. His wife is a lucky girl" she winked at Steven.
The Roy
