Chapter 63

"Un...!! This blueberry jam is delicious!"

"It seems to be made from fresh berries picked yesterday. I tried a little myself, and it’s quite easy to eat, with a mild acidity."

"The lingering sweetness is wonderful. By the way, blueberries are great for health, with benefits like fatigue recovery and skin beautification. The leaves make a delicious tea too, so they’re all good."

"Indeed, Lady Amelia, your extensive knowledge of plants is as impressive as ever."

"Hehe, not really..."

Amelia exchanged such words with Sylphie while eating breakfast, savoring the happiness of having three proper meals a day.

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-- One week after the Melissa attack.

Since then, several changes had occurred around Amelia.

"Phew... Another bountiful day."

After filling her basket with plants, Amelia wiped the sweat from her forehead, feeling as if she had completed a task.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Sylphie."

"Don’t worry. This is part of my job."

During the plant gathering, Sylphie stayed within sight of Amelia.

The first change:

Sylphie had started to always stay by Amelia’s side.

To prevent a situation like the Melissa attack from happening again when Amelia was alone, Logan had given instructions for a servant, primarily Sylphie, to be with her at all times except when she was sleeping.

Amelia was repeatedly and bitterly reminded of this when Logan apologized multiple times for not prioritizing her safety from the beginning.

Regarding the intrusion by Melissa, it was partly due to her own negligence, so it was mutual.

After gathering plants, Amelia stored them in a new room assigned to her.

This was a small change.

Initially, she had brought the plants to her own room, but a caterpillar hiding in the leaves of a Tcopy plant caused Sylphie to let out a high-pitched scream. This led Amelia to consult Logan about finding a space to store the plants, and he generously allowed her to use several unused large rooms, as if he were a god.

Truly, the Duke was generous.

Amelia named this room "Paradise" and used it to organize and store the collected plants in boxes, experiment with them, and conduct research, much like a laboratory.

Of course, servants, including Sylphie, were always on standby during these activities.

As a result, the servants gradually became more knowledgeable about plants and began to develop an interest in the depth and complexity of flowers and herbs.

It might not be long before Sylphie and the others were pulled into Amelia’s plant fetish.

After storing the plants, Amelia’s actions also changed.

She started to visit the library in the mansion and read books diligently.

Amelia, who couldn’t stand idleness, began to study whenever she had free time.

Reading books that were not available at her old home and encountering new knowledge was a blissful time for the curious and knowledge-hungry Amelia.

Of course, a servant always accompanied her during these times.

And the last change:

This was the biggest and most joyful change for Amelia.

As the sun began to set and the library windows grew dim,

"Milady Amelia, it’s time for dinner."

"I’m coming now!"

The moment Sylphie called out, Amelia closed her book and inserted a bookmark, immediately returning to reality.

This was because dinner was the event she looked forward to the most.

It wasn’t just because the dinner was the most delicious meal of the day, though.

Amelia’s steps were light as she headed to the dining room, and the tune she hummed revealed her good mood.

The reason she looked forward to dinner was—

"Please excuse the wait."

When she entered the dining room, a guest was already waiting at their usual seat.

"I just arrived myself."

The deep voice pleasantly resonated in her ears.

His perfectly chiseled features and silver hair, cut to a medium length, looked soft to the touch.

His lips, drawn in a straight line, seemed displeased, but Amelia knew this was his default expression and not a sign of anger.

His blue eyes, which were his best feature, had a sharpness that seemed to cut through the beauty, and looking into them made one feel as if they were being drawn in and couldn’t let go.

Logan Hernberg.

The Duke who became Amelia’s fiancé.

Every evening, Logan now always joined her for dinner.