After a long rest, Lucien decided to stroll around the garden and get some fresh air. The weather was perfect for a cup of tea in the garden.
'Since when did I get addicted to drinking tea?'
Lucien wasn't a tea person but a coffee person. However, after coming here, she had been served tea after tea and the flavor was nothing like in her modern world. Her favorite was the warm cream milk.
Here, she was again in the pergola, drinking tea and reading the book she had left before. It was nothing about magic or novel but instead, it was about the empire she wanted to visit.
"Anatolia."
She mumbled the name, looking through the image and information written on the pages. Everything she had seen and read was nothing different except for the existence of magic. The only problem was traveling. It was told that out of 10%, only 1-2% were able to safely travel in one piece and the rest either died or were never seen again.
"So there you are Lady Valentius."
