"I asked her to go to Harper's residence and take care of everything. She, after all, is her personal maid, and knows her job well. It will be easier for the servants to arrange the place if she is there with them," replied Rolando with ease.

As soon as Lilian's doubts disappeared, Harper walked in and saw them sitting down. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting!" she said apologetically.

"Aunt, I didn't expect you to sleep as peacefully as you did in a place you haven't been to," Lilian remarked. "Come join us. Let's have breakfast." Lilian then asked the servants to pick dishes for Harper. Before they were able to, however, Rolando had already grabbed some food for her and put them on her plate. "Eat well," he said invitingly.

A hint of surprise flashed across Lilian's eyes. There was a tacit understanding between Rolando and Harper, the one thing she coul

person, so she wouldn't overthink it. Besides, she was married now, so there was no way she should overthink this too much.

"Are you done? If you are full, we can take a walk outside now."

"Yes, I'm done. Let's go." Harper stood up. "Lilian, remember to take one pill of that medicine I gave you every day."

"Don't worry, Aunt. I'll keep that in mind," Lilian replied at once. She then asked a servant to bring a cloak and put it on Rolando. "The frost is getting heavier in the morning. Your Majesty, please take care of yourself so that you don't catch a cold."

"You too. You should wear thicker clothes if you decide to go out for a walk." Rolando looked at the servants and ordered, "Take good care of Lady Lilian. If there is anything wrong again, I won't hesitate to cut your heads off."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Rolando nodded. "Let's go, Harper."