Princess Reincarnation

"Food ... Mammy?

Georg tilted his head in confusion. The image of her splitting mother, she was so cute that she could be mistaken for a girl.

"Religion . I want to add vegetables. ”

"But .. mother hates …"

Georg seems to struggle to get the words out. Yeah I know your mom hates vegetables.

“That's what I said. I wanted to make a dish that was so delicious that even vegetable haters could eat it. Do you have any advice, Mr Julius? "

When I called out to him, Mr. Julius put his chin in his hand, deep in thought.

He does not have the androgynous appearance of Georg, but the ideal adult male appearance. She had clear features, small lips, and light brown hair flowing down her back. The slightly sleepy green eyes softened the hardness of his masculine face.

"He didn't eat much to start with. I thought soup would be the easiest, but .. My sister-in-law really dislikes it. ”

"What ingredients are used?"

"I think .. just a little salt. ”

The question was addressed to Mr. Julius — smiling ironically at himself — but Georg who stood beside him who replied before he could even form an answer.

A little salt, huh? A vegetarian hater will definitely find fault with that.

It occurred to me to make a consomme, but I don't think it exists in this world. If we make it from scratch, it will take too long. I once tried to make it one time before in my past life — it takes a lot of material and laborious effort, it is, and I remember vowing to never make the same mistake again when clarifying the broth.

It doesn't seem like all the same ingredients exist in this world.

"Oh …!"

I hit my palm with my fist. Standing beside me, Georg watched me with interest, but I ignored him and as I remembered the recipe.

What about potage?

If that's the case, even a child who hates vegetables will likely eat them.

It's not a consommem, but at least we can make it. It would be easier to have a mixer, but if we strain the soup we should get the same results. Best of all, you can make a variety of pots.

Like potatoes and pumpkins, or broth and carrots. When she likes vegetables, a cold soup like fresh gazpacho tomatoes can also be a good choice.

I wonder if there is olive oil or wine vinegar?

Or maybe soy milk? How limited is the seasoning in this world?

"Mr Julius!"

"What's that?"

Calling his name out loud, I inched towards Master Julius, whose eyes were round.

"Can I leave it to you to collect the herbs from another country?"

Master Julius runs a trading business *.

Even if you were born in a noble family, only the eldest son can successfully become a noble slave. To test the strength of his abilities, Mr. Julius goes down the trade route and discovers that he has a talent for it. Whether it was fermented food from a small kingdom in the East, it was, or — textiles and threads that are trade secrets that only pass through guilds in West — he focuses on the ever-increasing consumer demand for unknown goods in our kingdom.

You would call people like him young entrepreneurs on the rise.

"Make it to me . I know and handle all kinds of salt and sugar, as well as many kinds of vinegar and oil. I have even started to handle the demand for fermented products processed from fish. ”

What's he talking about, fish sauce?

Shit .. I'm getting excited. Is there soy sauce too? A poster? Curry powder?

"Do you want to see?"

I was full of unpressured emotions and itchy to move, and Mr. Julius looked at me with a mischievous expression.

The ideal adult man's eyes twinkled with laughter, like a child who had just had a naughty idea popping into his head. WTH! Is this family trying to kill me with a moe slit?

"By pleasure!"

Afterwards, Mr. Julius and I convinced the Eicher family chef to try and recreate the recipe.

Lord Moritz was shocked at my daily visits, but when he found out it was all for Lady Emma's sake, he willingly accepted me into his home. He's a very devoted husband.

While I was wondering what I should do with myself, I gave Georg — who looks like it will cry — special tasks to do.

Every day, as much as possible, even if only little by little, he is responsible for taking Lady Emma out for a walk.

If it was at the request of her sweet son, she would not have the heart to refuse him. No, he has always been a good person, so even if it was me, he might not bear to disappoint.

It could have been due to the weather or the climate, but that day, while paying special attention to the condition of Lady Emma's body, their length of walking gradually increased, little by little. Lord Moritz and his servants were placated by the figure of the two as they walked leisurely, admiring the flowers or the birds.

"I'll add flowers and carvings until the garden is full!" Thought the husband. He loved his wife very much. This guy .

But then it was time for Lady Emma to taste the potage we had endured with great difficulty. As he subconsciously exclaimed, "Lezat!" Tears came into our eyes.

I hooked hands happily with the chef who had worked so hard with us, and the happy Mr. Julius lifted me up and twisted me around in circles. We're all in high spirits.

Lady Emma's food intake gradually increased, and her skin started to look better as well. Lately, he even had to have tea with me and Mr. Julius at the gazebo located in the corner of the park.

Now, as the seasons changed, she almost never lay in bed again.

There's still one more year until Georg turns eight. He hasn't relapsed, but .. I'm sure it'll be okay? I couldn't help but smile with happiness when I saw the color on her cheek, or how she filled it up a little.

But

This beautiful woman who was smiling like a young girl suddenly threw a bomb at me.

"Miss Marie, when did you finally get married to Georg?"

"………HUH?"

"What— ... MOM!"

Georg — sitting next to me — blushed, then pale like a ghost.

…TRASH! I completely forgot that I should have broken her Engagement Flag! I FORGOT !!!!

It seems like the future is already on their minds as I keep popping up in their family residence. I'm so stupid, I'm gonna strangle my own neck.

I may have destroyed Lady Emma's Death Flag, instead I became desperate.

“I often chat with Moritz, telling him how much I look forward to the day when you become my beautiful daughter. He also sees you as his own, and lately he has been cheerfully saying he will turn Georg into a decent young man who can match you well. ”

What am I supposed to do? I had no plans to marry her son, but she looked at me with eyes full of hope, so it was hard for me to tell her no.

It wouldn't be too painful for me if she just hoped to build a relationship with the royal family, or do it for personal gain, but I couldn't see such a thing on her smiling face.

Being Lady Princess Emma does sound interesting, but …

I can't. I've decided to dedicate everything I have to the Commander I still have to meet. Or maybe I should say, honestly, that, this situation is so implausible I above 20-year-in-mentality can't manage to see the 7-year-old Georg now as something resembling romantic interest.

Just when I started sweating under the pressure, a helping hand came from the most unexpected place.

"It's too early, sister. ”

Silent until now, Master Julius put down his cup, a wry smile on his lips.

"Geez, you think so?"

"Yes nih . His Majesty may seem wise after his age, but he is only six years old. There's still plenty of time. If you keep mentioning marriage, you'll only trouble it. ”

"So .. I'm sorry, Miss Marie. I didn't mean to make things difficult for you, but I guess I was in too much of a hurry. ”

"No, please! For you to say you consider me your daughter, it makes me very happy. ”

Scolded by Lord Julius, Lady Emma becomes desperate.

I was the one who decided to add to the panic, but I had to hesitate a bit before taking the risk. If I dare to say it, now is the only chance I get.

“But..there is someone I miss. ”

"Huh ?!"

"What?!"

The first to respond to my words was Georg, then Lady Emma, and finally, Mr. Julius. Georg stood with a pale face, Lady Emma's eyes sparkled, and Mr. Julius laughed, looking very interested.

"I! What kind of character is this guy? "

I thought Lady Emma would be disappointed, but she really took the bait with great enthusiasm. It seems like the love stories of popular girls in every world!

Expelling them, Lady Emma kept questioning me until I ran out of sense.

I still haven't met the Royal Knight Commander, so I can only mess up my story. However, even though my response was unclear, he seemed to understand.

Just as I was leaving, he smiled and said, “I'll support you!” So I somehow managed to solve that problem ... or I want to think.