The womanâs behavior was extremely aristocratic, even though she was wearing unfamiliar clothes.
She looked at her surroundings curiously, but not at all lightly or noisily, and even though she was walking with a limp, her posture was dignified.
It was not a conscious gesture.
It was an elegant gesture that seemed to have ingrained into the marrow of her bones.
âShe must be a noble from some countries, was she sold?â
Then that elegant atmosphere and noble appearance would make sense.
And yet, there was still an uncomfortable feeling somewhere that he couldnât fathom, but now was not the time to be thinking about that. The two men who had been watching the targets made their move.
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Roselyn gave the twins some free time.
Since Roselyn has never been outside, the twins didnât get to enjoy outside time either.
They ran simple errands and short outings, but the majority of their time was only at the mansion because they were taking care of Roselyn.
The hesitant twins ran excitedly without looking back as soon as Tamon beckoned them to go quickly.
âSend someone to the biggest printing shop if you need us! Weâll be right back!â
At the same time, how skillful it was to announce their destination.
Roselyn smiled and sent the girls on their way, and soon watched the dance.
The streets had darkened before she knew it, and colorful lights decorated the sky.
Delicious smells wafted from the food stands scattered busily on the streets.
Roselyn had little appetite, but she couldnât resist the smell of grilled meat that stimulated her stomach.
âWould you like some?â (Tamon)
When did he notice her? Tamon sneakily grabbed her hand and led her.
âCome! Itâs grilled skewers that are so delicious that you wouldnât know someone standing next to you died while eating it. Do you want octopus or rock show*?â (Tamon)
(*itâs a name of the food but I donât know what it say exactly)
ââŠâŠâŠâŠ Rock show?â (Roselyn)
âItâs meat from a pigâs thigh marinated in sauce and grilled. Itâs very tasty when itâs grilled with fruits like that.â (Tamon)
âWhat does it taste like?â (Roselyn)
Roselyn involuntarily swallowed dry saliva.
She heard Tamon laughing, but pretended not to know.
Just as Tamon was about to put his hand in his pocket, Roselyn blocked him.
âIâm going to buy it and eat it.â (Roselyn)
âDo you have money?â (Tamon)
âYes, I do. A lot.â (Roselyn)
Tucking out her chin proudly, Roselyn took out some money she asked Asrell got from her bank a while back.
She was proud of herself, thinking that she was glad to bring the money just in case, and asked the merchant carefully.
âHow much is it?â
âItâs 20 shillings per piece and 40 shillings per two.â
âTwo?â
At her puzzled expression, the merchant pointed to her side.
âThey look delicious. Iâll take it.â (Tamon)
Before she knew it, Tamon was holding another skewer just like hers and smiled brightly.
ââŠ..â
She was slightly perplexed, but it wasnât something she couldnât afford, so she gladly paid for it.
No, on second thought, considering what he had given her so far, she was willing to buy it for him.
âUncle, can I have another one with octopus?â (Roselyn)
âOctopus? Yes!â
The skewer master, with his mustache growing in a cool way, hurriedly applied the sauce and handed her a skewer with a grilled octopus.
Roselyn stuck out an octopus skewer without looking at him.
Tamon stared at her in surprise.
ââŠâŠâŠ mine?â
âOne is not enough for you.â
âSo I guess that means itâs mine, right?â
As if asking why do you keep asking, Roselyn stared Tamon.
She feigned an expressionless face, but her ears were slightly red.
Tamon burst into laughter for some reason, and took a big bite of the octopus in Roselynâs hand.
Roselyn watched in amazement as a third of that large skewer disappeared at once.
âThatâs the best octopus skewer Iâve ever had.â
Tamon spoke in an excited voice.
âItâs really good.â
Roselyn was also strangely excited by the voice.
She raised her chin and nodded slightly as if it was obvious.
Tamon watched her for a moment, then took the octopus skewer from her, grabbed her empty hand, and kissed the back of her hand.
âI want to kiss your lips, but Iâm not sure youâd like that since I just ate the food.â
âStill shamelessly vulgar in such a crowded place.â
Seeming to have grown somewhat accustomed to his promiscuity, Roselyn berated him, looking no more surprised than before.
What was so amusing about that again, Tamon burst out laughing incessantly.
He was, after all, a man with a smile.
Shaking her head lightly, Roselyn took a bite out of her skewer.