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    “Perfect weather for working on the greenhouse, isn’t it?”

     

    Everyone wore perplexed expressions at her cheerful voice. Some even whispered amongst themselves.

     

    “Um, what exactly do you want to do with this place…?”

     

    “Don’t worry, I’m not planning to fill it with all sorts of colorful and fancy flowers. I just want to have plants that grow well in this land.”

     

    She had no intention of covering the place with extravagant flowers. Not only was it not suitable for a castle, but the temperature here was lower than other areas, so it was not suitable for planting flowers that mostly live in tropical regions.

     

    Besides, it wasn’t even her taste.

     

    Seeing the gardener’s face brighten upon realizing she wasn’t planning to plant flowers, Tenesia continued. The gardener must have thought she would want to plant flowers, considering she was an aristocratic young lady.

     

    “In that case… we’ll need to buy soil from outside.”

     

    “Soil?”

     

    “I don’t know how many years it will take to restore such a devastated land. Rather than restoring it, it would be better to dig it up and cover it with new soil.”

     

    According to the gardener, the land had become barren because no one had been managing it.

     

    “Is there no other way besides buying soil from outside?”

     

    “We could let the land rest and recover, but… as I mentioned earlier, it could take years.”

     

    She hadn’t planned to push the servants too hard, though. Tenesia looked around.

     

    This was something she was doing purely for her own desires. If possible, she wanted to finish it within her own capabilities.

     

    Moreover, she didn’t want to change the soil that was brought from Akelart if possible.

     

    “…Can I be alone for a moment? I want to think about how to build the greenhouse.”

     

    At her command, the servants who had been there disappeared, leaving only Tenesia in the greenhouse. She exhaled lightly.

     

    She carefully removed her silk stockings, socks, and shoes, then stepped gently onto the earth.

     

    The soft texture of the soil crept between her toes, and she felt a satisfying warmth spread across her cheeks, as if she were finally reconnecting with something familiar.

     

    “Nympha.”

     

    At her call, the beloved creature responded immediately. When it appeared with a cold touch on her cheek, she tilted her face as if responding.

     

    “I want you to moisten the soil evenly and turn it over. If possible… yes, to the point where plants could be planted.”

     

    Nympha nodded, as if understanding. Half human, half fish, the mischievous little girl wasted no time burrowing into the ground.

     

    It would be difficult for the land to become fertile with just one attempt. However, with Nympha’s help, recovery would happen much faster than anticipated.

     

    Tenesia returned to her original attire and called the gardener again.

     

    “Still, I think it’s better to restore the land, no matter how long it takes. After all, this soil is also filled with the memories of the Margrave.”

     

    “Understood.”

     

    Tenesia smiled brightly.

     

    She was lost in pleasant thoughts, wondering if she should plant the same plants she had once planted or try something new.

     

    “Madam! The master has returned!”

     

    Her head snapped toward the voice, and her legs followed almost immediately.

     

    Her body had moved before she could even respond.

     

    It was inevitable. The fact that Dietrich was coming, and that he was returning this early in the day…

     

    ‘My child’

     

    She didn’t even know how she had changed her clothes. As soon as the servants let go of her, she quickly hurried down the stairs. Even that brief moment of descent felt unbearable. As she looked down, Dietrich was already standing in the hall.

     

    Dietrich was accompanied by a few more servants than usual. In their hands, they each held large travel bags.

     

    Tenesia’s eyes immediately found a particularly small, dark-haired head among the bags. And at that moment, she was certain.

     

    It was her child.

     

    The child was bigger than she expected. Whether it was because he resembled Dietrich or because children of that age were all that size, she couldn’t tell.

     

    “Ah…”

     

    Tenesia, who had stopped in her tracks, began walking again. Her slow steps gradually quickened, and by the time she reached the bottom of the stairs, she found herself running.

     

    “You’ve arrived…”

     

    She was out of breath and unintentionally stuttered. There was no time to worry about her appearance. Her gaze was fixed solely on the child behind Dietrich.

     

    The moment the child who had his head down raises his face. She made eye contact with purple eyes.

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