And she nodded, indicating that she had completely finished it. If she hadn't finished it, she might be beaten, and she was very afraid of pain. Therefore, she had always been good, and she would do whatever they asked her to do, and she was not afraid.
If you are dirty, you are not afraid of hardship, and you are not afraid of doing more.
She almost understood what the chef said, but what she said was not good, so most of the time, she nodded or shook her head in response to his words.
"Come, eat," knowing that she might not understand what he said, the chef just put the rice he left for her in front of her. It was not much, just a small bowl of rice and a few vegetables.
In fact, this was the best thing she had ever eaten.
"These are all leftovers by Your Highness. There is no food left today, so just make do with it." The chef just rubbed her hair and took special care of this tall, delicate and lovely girl. She is very young.
, with no relatives or friends, sometimes it seems really pitiful to look at them. Moreover, they still have to do such heavy work, and look at those little hands, which are already covered with wounds.
However, he could not do much more than give her something to eat every day. However, she continued to lose weight because the work here was indeed heavy enough for a little girl like her.
She should be about the same age as the princess in the palace, but she is just a slave. She can only do work every day, but she is not like other princesses.
Lotte ate the rice in the bowl in small bites. She no longer cared about who had the leftovers or what. For her, having enough food was more important than anything else. She took half of the rice into the palm of her hand.
The chef just watched her movements and did not stop her. Maybe she wanted to save it for dinner.
After finishing a small bowl of rice, she stood up and then bent deeply towards the chef. If it weren't for him, maybe she would have been hungry today.
"Okay, no thanks, go back," the chef just waved his hand to her, because he really felt that this little slave was very pitiful.
Lotte straightened her waist, still holding some rice in her hands. She turned around and tightened her clothes with one hand. The clothes on her body were very few and very thin, and could not withstand the cold here. However, it took a long time to wear them.
As she grew up, she got used to adapting to everything here. If she didn't adapt, then maybe she would die.
She walked to the sheltered place, but it seemed that someone had come earlier than her. She quickly hid aside and used the leaves on one side to block her extremely thin body.
However, I could clearly hear the conversation between them. It wasn't much, and I could only listen and figure it out carefully.
"It seems that you are doing well," was the voice of another woman. Lotte secretly looked at the woman who spoke, but she just glanced at it and then quickly stepped aside. That was a woman with a very noble status.
The woman, maybe the imperial concubine here or something, or even if not, she is still a noble lady. She was wearing the finest clothes. Standing there, everything seemed out of place. She didn't think about it, she just listened.
In fact, they didn't intentionally eavesdrop on their conversation, but now that she was standing here, their words naturally reached her ears.
"Yes, I'm not dead yet," a hoarse, featureless voice came from the small door. Lotte pursed her lips. This was the first time she heard that person's voice. She thought that at her age, she would
It's very big, because her hair color is too old, but she didn't expect that she might be much younger than she thought, and there might be more.
"It would be better not to die. Are you still thinking that he will come back?" The woman smiled, but that smile seemed to hurt everyone's eyes. Was she being proud or sarcastic?
Only they themselves understand what happens between the two of them.
Lotte was still confused, but she did not come out. She carefully hid herself, because here, the life of a slave is the least valuable. They have nothing, and they only have one life.
If there is no life left, then everything is lost.
If you shouldn't know, you can't know. If you can't see, you can't see. If you can't hear, it's better not to listen. So, she stood here, motionless, because if she moved even a little bit, she might be discovered.
.
The women in the small house obviously stopped talking. Only the well-dressed woman sneered, "You don't have to think about it anymore. It's impossible for him to come back. Everything here belongs to my son. He
You are the legitimate heir. The person you are waiting for is no longer in this world. Therefore, you can only stay here until the day you die. Presumably, that day is not far away. After so many years, you will still be here in the end.
I won."
The woman smiled openly, lowering her eyes with a kind of victory inside. Now, everything here belongs to her, and she can only stay in this small dark room, and either starve to death or die.
Cold dead.
"Fianna, please enjoy everything here. Maybe after this winter, you won't be able to exist anymore," the woman pulled up her long skirt and turned to leave, perhaps because her attention was always on
Fianna was in front of her, so she never knew that, in fact, there was a small figure not far away who saw everything in front of her clearly.
However, if you see clearly, you can see clearly that everything has nothing to do with her.
It wasn't until she saw the woman walking away that Lotte walked out from the side. She walked forward. The small door was still not closed. All she could see was the woman's gray hair and her slight smile.
A little trembling body.
"You're here," she looked up, with a face covered with scars from time. She was not very old, but it could still be seen from her facial features. Perhaps, when she was young, she would have been a very good person.
A beautiful woman may be even more beautiful than the woman just now, but what time has given her is age, perhaps, the age she has to have.
"Yes," Lotte nodded. This was the first time she spoke to her. She knelt down and stretched out her hand.
"I'm sorry, I didn't get much, only this little." She said with some difficulty in the language of this country. In fact, the language of this country is not difficult to understand. It is somewhat like English, but what she said is not
Okay, it's also very awkward, but I believe she will understand.