Lydia watched patiently as the taster did her job.
Once she was done, she dug in while the maids waited at the side.
Then she drank the tonic, making her face wrinkle.
'Blegh… as bad as yesterday.'
'Will this thing really help me regain my strength,' she thought as she drank the rest and put the bowl down.
'I hope so. If not, my effort in drinking it would be wasted.'
Lydia glanced in the maid's direction.
"Is there something else you would like to eat, to clear away the bitter taste, Your Highness?" the brunette maid asked.
"None, but there was something that had been on my mind while I was eating."
"If it's something we can help with, please say it, Your Highness," the pink-haired maid said as formality, although she does not want to answer hard questions again.
