"C-c-can you pass the salt, darling!?"
"O-o-okay, darling. H-here you go!"
"Hmm. Interesting, I thought with Lord Fynn's love of money, the pay of the guards would be meager. So tell me, Robert, how can you acquire salt with such a measly salary? I must say you are living quite luxurious"
Currently, Albert was helping his wife prepare some meals so they could start eating. It was a good thing that Albert spent some of the money he got from Lord Fynn to buy some improvements on their food, if not, then he would surely want to die today.
It was just like any other day, except for the fact that a Princess of the Royal family was currently breathing down their necks and watching them cook. The guards that were inspecting each ingredient did not help to alleviate their nerves.