*hah hah* William gulped down water after eating a spoonful of Emmaâs special curry because it was too spicy.
âAre you alright, William?â
Arban helped William refill his now empty cup.
âSee what I told you? Just eat the mild one from the pot over here. You still have a childâs palate.â
âWilliam, I will eat yours, so take another plate for the mild curry.â
âUghhh, even though my spicy food tolerance used to be top-notch (in our past life)âŠâ
Emma reminded William with a fed-up face while George asked him to pass over his plate of curry.
William bitterly went towards the mild curry pot.
âExcuse me⊠Howâs the spiciness, everyone? Is it alright orâŠ?â
Other than Emmaâs embroidery friends and Arthur, who she invited to dinner together, His Majesty the King and Prince Edward were also in the Stuartsâ tent for some reason.
Seeing them here, the Stuart family thought, âIs it okay for the Royal Family to eat food besides the ones cooked by their exclusive chef so lightheartedly? Whatâs more thereâs no food taster hereâŠâ a little worriedly.
âIs this the dish Emma-chan made? Curry⊠was it? Itâs super delicious! I can even eat several plates of this. The meat and vegetables inside were simmered until soft⊠I canât stop eating this.â
The king gobbled up the curry enthusiastically under the stare of the anxious Stuart family.
In the end, the family thought it didnât matter as long as the king was fineâŠ
And as usual, Emmaâs focus strayed to how the king looked, âSince the last time I was in the scurvy treatment center, this is my first time seeing the appearance of a cool old man eating. As expected, I will never get tired of this sight, no matter how many times I see it.â
The meal continued.
âŠthe problem wasâŠ
âPardon, Your Highness. Does it not suit your taste?â
In contrast to the king, Prince Edward was staring at his curry intently while clenching his spoon.
âN-No, itâs nothing like that. Itâs just that when I think that this is what Emma made⊠my heart feels so fullâŠâ
To think that I get to eat her home cooking⊠Iâm so glad I participated in the extracurricular lesson. Prince Edward had a useless internal struggle to accept this sudden good fortune.
âI didnât put any poison inside, so please eat it with ease of mind.â
âHuh? Your Highness? If you donât want to eat it, should I help you finish that?â
Arthur reached his hand for Edwardâs plate when he saw how the prince hadnât moved his spoon for a while now.
âW-What are you saying, Arthur! This is Emmaâs precious home cooking⊠Of course I will eat it! *chomp!* âŠ?! HOT!â
The prince hurriedly stuffed the curry into his mouth before Arthur could take it, but it was spicier than he imagined.
âP-Pardon me, Your Highness? Thereâs also the not-spicy one, so there is no need to force yourselfâŠâ Iâll be in trouble if I am called out for lese majesty because of something like this. Emma panicked.
âNo, Emma, thatâs not it! Iâm alright. Itâs just that it was spicier than I imagined⊠but itâs incredibly delicious. It doesnât taste like anything I have tried before, but itâs surprisingly delicious. Itâs not only spicy but has many complicated layers(?) of flavorsâŠ?â
âPfft! Your Highness, is that even a compliment? Thatâs too hard to understand!â
Arthur didnât hold back his laughter in the face of the faltered prince.
âItâs a compliment! Of course, Iâm complimenting it! Itâs a little spicy, but thereâs also this moreish taste, you see?!â
âYour Highness? I will bring you the mild one if itâs too spicy, you know?â
âIâm alright! Sit down, George. Iâm really alright!â
The prince hurriedly stopped George before he stood up to serve him the mild curry. How can I, as an older gentleman, eat the mild one when Emma is eating the spicy oneâŠ