The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 118
Strangely, it didn’t hurt that much.
‘As expected, is this a dream?’
With more strength, Radis squeezed her cheeks.
She let out the smallest possible groan she could, however Olivier sharply turned his head and looked at her, horrified to hear her pained groan.
She could see the silver fringe over his forehead swaying over his beautiful face.
His wide-open eyes were brighter than gemstones, and as he opened his lips slightly in surprise, he was indescribably beguiling.
Olivier brought one hand over her wrist, the hand of which was still pinching her cheek.
“Why… why did you do that?”
His coral lips could be seen trembling.
Radis was taken aback.
“No, it’s… I was just wondering if this is a dream or not, so…”
Perhaps in the same way that Radis had pinched her cheeks, Olivier bit his lip softly.
“Of course this isn’t a dream.”
“I-It does seem that way…”
Olivier let out a short sigh.
Staring at Radis with a complex expression, he immediately took off his white leather gloves, then touched her cheek.
Then, along with white haze-like light that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, she felt the pain in her numb cheek subside.
Radis looked up at Olivier, puzzled.
“Prince…? What did Your Highness do just now?”
Olivier put on his gloves again and gave her a gentle smile.
“A magic spell.”
“So that you won’t be in pain anymore.”
Radis touched her cheek with a quizzical expression.
Her cheek really didn’t hurt anymore.
‘What’s this? Is it really magic?’
When Radis then looked at him with such questions in her eyes, Olivier just continued smiling.
“This… is a secret.”
Flustered still, Radis nodded vigorously.
Olivier’s eyes curved thinly as he smiled playfully.
Because of this, Radis couldn’t tell whether he was serious or just joking.
As the numerous questions flooding her mind were about to overflow, the carriage came to a halt.
“Oh, we’ve arrived.”
Still very confused, Radis was escorted by Olivier out of the carriage.
The place where the carriage had stopped was a beautiful mansion with an overlooking view of a river.
It was a very belated thought, but Radis realized that it’s her first time coming to a restaurant.
“I’ve never been to a place like this.”
During the subjugation expeditions that she had participated in before, she often ate at inns run by the townsfolk by the borders, but an inn was inherently focused on just overnight accommodations. The food was a bit murky.
As she was from the southern countryside, she wasn’t very used to eating out at restaurants.
Olivier explained with a gentle tone.
“There aren’t many restaurants in the North either, and there’s just one restaurant in Dvirath. This place is especially famous for its northern cuisine.”
The lobby of the restaurant was decorated with fresh flowers even as it was midwinter.
The employees lined up to greet them.
Seeing the spacious interior behind them gave Radis an ominous feeling.
The manager showed them to the best seats overlooking the river.
While the manager poured out the appetizer with movements as graceful as flowing water, Radis dropped her voice to a whisper and asked.
“Your Highness… Why are we the only customers here?”
Radis was given the illusion that Olivier’s two question marks suddenly appeared on his two pale cheeks.
“I wonder. Why is it like that?”
Then, he looked at Radis with an innocent expression that was comparable to a baby’s.
“Perhaps this restaurant isn’t as famous as I thought.”
His purple eyes were so clear that Radis almost believed that he had no clue.
“…Did you completely rent out this huge restaurant… No, it’s not like that, is it?”
“If you don’t want that, then it’s not like that.”
Olivier answered with a smile.
“Um. I tend to get nervous when there are many people around me.”
“I don’t think that’s something an imperial prince like you should say, Your Highness.”
“I’m telling you. I freeze up so much that I become like a statue.”
As Radis shook her head, the employees brought their dishes.
The food was exceedingly delicious.
Every dish was new and fresh, including the freshly baked crispy cheese bread, clear seafood soup, and a salad with all kinds of high-quality ingredients. Then, for the main course, it was veal steak.
These were all dishes that she never had the chance to try before, but they suited her tastes very much.
Out of decorum, she wanted to leave out some food, but she couldn’t bring herself to.
Olivier smiled happily as he watched Radis finish the last drop of her soup.
Feeling a little shy as his smile was facing her, Radis asked.
“…Why are you smiling like that?”
“Because you’re pretty.”
The spoon in Radis’ hand dropped at once.
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