In Roland's manor, two men were enjoying afternoon tea in the pleasant sunlight on the balcony.
The afternoon sun shined on Andonara, and her milky skin glowed brightly.
She was not scared of tanning, as most professionals weren't. They couldn't be blackened by the sun unless they were black in the first place.
Drinking a mouthful of the milk wine, she couldn't feel more comfortable. She had never lived such a peaceful life before.
When she lived in the royal palace, she had to be prudent all the time in case she did anything wrong or upset anyone.
Even when she was with her "family," she had to pay attention to etiquette all the time, and if she did anything inappropriate, someone would immediately stare scornfully.
She had always been criticized because she was not born in a noble family.
But that was not the end of it.
