Liam wanted to ask more, but Albert didnât continue.
âLetâs end the call here.â
His tone remained kind, but Liam knew all too well that Albert had drawn a line hereâone that he couldnât cross.
There were many things that he was curious about, but he couldnât go against his Lordâs order. Especially since itâs Albert.
Liam bowed his head.
[ I understand, sire. ]
After the call with Liam, Albert lay in his bed. He needed to get up on time the next day.
People said that a regular daily life was dull.
But Albert, who was far from ordinary, felt that he had come alive these days.
The daily life that he thought would be frustrating was changing because of one person.
It was a change that he never thought would happen in his life.
He didnât know how this external change would change him internally, but for once, he wanted to let it be.
* * *
After eating chicken happily, I shook my head when I caught myself worrying about Albert.
The princeâs work was something I wouldnât be able to solve, so it was better not to pay attention.
âThen should I make a plan for Blanc?â
Taking out a piece of paper and a pen, I sat down and spread the paper on the floor.
âHmâŠâ
I wrote down the ways that Blanc could safely become an adult dragon.
The way he ate was similar to humans, so maybe the way he built physical strength and became stronger was similar to how humans did it.
Once we get out of this tower, I can get my hands on more information about this. The only books that were in here were fairy tales and a few other books.
Naturally, there was nothing about dragons in them.
So I decided to compare Blancâs constitution with a humanâs.
Iâll have to make Blanc exercise so that he can build some muscle. But after thinking this, there were a few difficulties to make this happen.
All I knew was some home training exercises and breathing exercises.
After mulling over it, I realized that there was someone else perfect for this.
The person with the best body I knew.
Albert Grey!
When exercising, he trained his body so systematically, and it seemed like he knew quite a lot of training methods that I didnât know.
It was clear that Albert would be the best teacher for Blanc.
âŠBut the problem was that itâs unlikely that Albert would agree to take charge of Blanc.
And would it make sense for a maid to ask a prince to develop a dragon fledglingâs strength?
âWhat should I do?â
I clutched my hair and groaned, but I decided to talk to Albert first. Of course, during his training time.
I placed the paper and pen to the side and went to bed right away. Iâd have to wake up early after all.
* * *
Barely waking up at dawn, I rubbed my drowsy eyes.
After changing clothes with my eyes half-closed, I yawned loudly as if my jaw was about to fall out.
âHaaahmâŠâ
It was hard to wake up early. It felt like my body hadnât woken up yet.
ââŠItâs a shame that thereâs no coffee at a time like this.â
Even while Iâm dazed, itâs true that I successfully woke up, but experiencing this made me desperately crave a cup of coffee.
Like a turtle, I went down the attic ladder.
With my still drowsy eyes, I made eye contact with Albert, who was absorbed in his morning training. His shirt was off.
Why hello perfectly sculpted muscles.
He was practically ready for a photoshoot now.
âŠDid body fat even exist in his body?
After gulping dryly, I slowly raised my gaze.
Albert wiped his face with a towel around his neck, then he asked.
What are you saying to someone like me, who regards breathing as enough of an exercise all my life? You must be the devil.
Crossing his arms, Albert continued to stare at me.
âIf you work out with him, Iâll help your fledgling.â
ââŠPrince, you can just lessen the land youâll bestow upon me, so please do me this favor andâŠâ
My desire to avoid exercise was desperate, to the point that I would even reduce my much coveted land.
âRejected. Then letâs just pretend this conversation never happened.â
âOh my, Prince, do you know how much I just love working out? Wow, I really want to do it. Iâm alive only for this moment.â
Albert relentlessly attacked and so I eventually whited out. In the end, I decided to get up at an ungodly hour in the morning every weekday to work out together with him in his room.
What is this? Itâs like Iâve gone back to work. It was so hard to wake up at 8 oâclock in the morning.
âThen letâs start today.â
âNo! Uh, Iâll start tomorrow. Prince, please work out with only Blanc today! I love you!â
After shouting this and immediately fleeing to the kitchen, I breathed out a sigh of relief.
This will be a problem for tomorrowâs me. I express my condolences to you, future me.
âAh wait, I said âI love youâ.â
I was only kidding, but Iâve been careful about those kinds of jokes in front of Albert. It slipped out without me realizing it.
It seemed like Iâd become comfortable around Albert to that extent.
It was like the affection youâd have for your neighborâs kid who was the ideal son, perfect at everything. But in this case, the neighborâs kid was a high-ranking nobleman who could kill peopleâŠ?!
Then, this means that it was best to keep proper distance.
I shrugged.
âHe wouldnât think much of it anyway.â
How could there be only one or two people whoâd say âI love youâ to someone like Albert? Those words would be as natural as âhow do you doâ to him.
Thinking like this made me feel more comfortable.
Still, I should pay special attention to the stuff I say while half-asleep in the morning. Words were seeds. I really have to be careful.
After making a determined vow, I headed to the pantry to bring out the ingredients needed for breakfast.
* * *
For breakfast, I made some egg over rice and seasoned it with soy sauce.
This was the result of having spent so much time and effort on the chicken yesterday. I was too lazy for anything too taxing now.
For lunch, I grilled some meat and made french fries again with the leftover oil yesterday.
I really liked it because the meat was delicious after only grilling it.
And for dinner, I made a simple egg fried rice. While cooking, I appreciated the existence of eggs several times.
My motto was to cook only one delicious thing a day, but yesterdayâs chicken was an exception.
After dinner, I stared at Albert for a moment as he was entirely focused on his research today as well.
âŠThen I lay back on his bed.
No matter how much I say Iâm alright with a futon, itâs true that sleeping on a hard floor made me miss a bed.
Thatâs why I asked if I could lay down on Albertâs bed today before cutting his hair.
Actually, I thought that he wouldnât allow it, but he only replied, âI knew itâ.
I didnât go inside the blanket, just on top of the sheets.