Chapter 93

Maxi made an awkward attempt to stand up straight. As the princess had said, she was in perfect health. Her complexion was normal, her cheeks were rosy, and because Riftan had kept feeding her, her face had fleshed out again. Yet, Riftan still looked at her with eyes full of concern.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, but my wife still needs rest. Moreover, the village is teeming with visitors nowadays and is not safe. I cannot put my wife in danger when she has yet to fully—"

"My dear Sir Riftan," the princess shot back. "We are not asking you to send us to a battlefield. We only wish to attend a festival that all the innocent country maidens are said to attend. Do you not know that worrying too much is also a disease?"

Riftan scowled at her. It was the glower that made his knights break out in a cold sweat, but Princess Agnes merely snorted in response.

"Don't give me that look. If you are so worried, you may accompany us."