Chapter 61

An Adventurous Lunch: Keithwood, You Can Cry

Abel’s matches continued and he was on a roll. He won against the seniors in his next two matches. With these three straight wins, it was soon time for lunch. Anne and Chloe were preparing the food. They laid a rug on a warm and sunny lawn in a corner of the courtyard. Abel was approaching them, and Mia was beaming.

“You were really amazing! Prince Abel”

Mia was waving both hands at him. She was full of excitement. Abel was abit embarrassed.

“No, it was all thanks to the cheers and support of Princess Mia.”

“No need to be modest. It is the result of all your hard work.”

Mia replied, but her gleeful humming suggested that she would not be upset if he is more modest and that he praises her more.

“Even so, you’re really very strong. I totally did not know at all.”

Abel’s winning of the matches was a very unexpected event for Mia.

I didn’t think he was so strong. Maybe he could even knock Sion off from his pedestal.

Mia wasn’t really interested on taking revenge on Sion or Tiona. The reason is, of course, it is dangerous. Doing so would mean incurring their grudge. And that grudge might cause her to end up on the guillotine. She prefers to stay away instead of risking herself earning their wrath.

But... if she can do it without any risk to herself... it would be a shame not to do it. She’ll definitely support it. She’ll support it with all her strength and with all her heart! In fact, if it wasn’t for proper manners, she would be shouting her support for Abel to go against Sion.

“In this case, your winning the whole tournament is not a dream.”

“No... I think it will be difficult because there is Prince Sion.”

“It’s okay. Prince Abel, I’m sure you’ll win. Be confident. Believe in yourself.”

Even though it’s not about herself, Mia confidently announces and pumps her fist on her chest.

Immediately, Mia squirms.

When Abel picked up the sandwich she made, she felt nervous. She can feel the butterflies in her stomach.

Prince Abel is looking at the sandwich I made. Oh, the way he is staring at it so much is making me so nervous.

Mia gulped as she watched Prince Abel’s reaction. Her eyes grew wider from nervous anticipation until...

“Oh, I see it now. This is a horse.”

Abel laughed and took a bite of the sandwich.

“Yeah, it’s really delicious. This sandwich is very well made.”

Mia’s wide-eyed stare was replaced by a bright smile upon hearing his words.

“That’s wonderful to hear. I am glad you liked it.”

Hearing Abel complimenting the sandwich she made, Mia was in a bliss. She felt like her boy can fly out of happiness. After all, the unique characteristic of this sandwich is, obviously, it is horse shaped. Isn’t that what made the sandwich great? And who was it that suggested making the sandwich in a shape of a horse?

Yes, of course, it is none other than Mia herself. Then, that means all the praises for this sandwich is obviously for Mia herself!

Such logic was developed in Mia’s brain.

The adjustment of the ingredients so that it would fit the strange shaped bread, the consideration on how to make the ingredients stick through a creative adhesive, the common sense in making the dough smaller, and many more to make this sandwich a success were all done by Keithwood. The hardwork, the blood, the sweat, and the tears were all forgotten by Mia. In her eyes, it is all because of her.

....Keithwood can cry.

“Prince Abel, do you have a moment?”

Sion came up to Abel. It was after the conversations with Tiona and the girls has settled down.