After talking to Lady Prescilla, Penelope joins Lady Finnea at her table. After she takes the seat next to Lady Finnea, the servants around them quickly serve her a cup of freshly brewed tea. Penelope put two cubes of sugar on it and gently stir them with a silver teaspoon. After that, she quietly lifts the cup and appreciates its aroma before taking a sip of her tea.
"..."
As expected, her tongue is still rejecting the taste of it. The tea tasted bitter and sour on her tongue. But Penelope still has a smile on her face as if she is not suffering deep inside.
"Lady Dresvil, what are you planning to do?"
"Hmm?"
"Why are you approaching me now?"
