Marcelo gave her herbal tea, there were two maids behind him who came along with him carrying a tray of food and a white box with red ribbon as decoration — her brow furrowed at that, but she didn't ask much and took a sip of her tea slowly.
“How is it?” he asked worriedly with wide eyes, full of curiosity after she drank almost half a cup of herbal tea that he made her “it doesn't taste as bad as before” she commented as she handed the cup back to him. Then leaned against the head of the bed that had a soft pillow. “ You seem to be an expert at making something like that”
He replied with an awkward smile. “ Ah, yes” he replied briefly, while putting the cup on the bedside table, “ My ancestors were experts at making things related to herbs.”
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