Inside the fragment of memories, Primrose felt as if she were truly living in that time again. Everything felt so real. If Leofric hadn't appeared in front of her from time to time, she might have forgotten that she was no longer in the past.
"Your father is really something, Your Majesty," Leofric said when he saw Lazarus receiving money from a rich noble after handing over a few bottles of expensive wine. "He only met you today, yet he already wants to buy you some pretty dresses."
Primrose stood quietly beside the horse, waiting patiently for Lazarus to return. Soon, he came back with several noisy pouches filled with gold coins and a few diamonds. He was smiling so widely that he couldn't hide his happiness. In this life, it seemed that he hadn't been born into a rich noble family, so every bit of fortune meant a lot to him.
