Prince Edmund's Arrival

In a good mood, Nivea was now on her way to her residence. Earlier she had dried herself off and replaced her wet dress with the one she had always kept in the wardrobe on the second floor of her bakery.

It seemed that Nivea had smiled a few times herself and Seri noticed.

"Does playing in the rain make one that happy, miss?"

"Hmm. What? Do I look that happy, Seri?"

"I think it's quite visible, miss."

"How can you see that?"

"You've smiled a few times yourself since earlier. And that makes me think that you are happy."

"Hahaha. It's not like that Seri. You're overestimating me quite a bit."

"Then, if you're smiling not because of the rain. Then what if in your heart, you are laughing at me, miss? Because there is something strange with my appearance?"

"Why are you prejudiced against me, Seri?"

"Alright. I guessed wrong then."

"I just feel that the rainwater is enough to make me feel calm."