An idea suddenly occurred to her to at least move Theodoric's heart from being cold to her. Ivy hadn't come up with an idea yet, but she was already smiling to herself. She then left the room to go to the palace courtyard, to meet her husband.
As her steps drew nearer, the soldiers who were training, simultaneously bowed to her. Theodoric turned around and saw his wife.
"Husband, is there something you would like to eat tonight? I will cook for you," Ivy said.
"I never choose food. So, I will eat any food," Theodoric replied.
"You do not want to tell me the specs you like?"
"Just do not be too salty."
Ivy nodded with a weak smile. Although she finally knew her husband's wishes, speaking to her in front of his troops in a cold manner, made her a little embarrassed.
"Thank you," Theodoric said before Ivy turned around.
