Chapter 78

Shelmaine had prepared a light and bland meal. Worrying that it wasn't to Julien's liking, she said, "I'm not good at making spicy food. Are you okay with that?" "Of course! Your cooking is delicious!" Julien reassured her. He was from Aurich, where people favored heavy and spicy flavors. When Shelmaine had first arrived, she couldn't tolerate the spiciness and started cooking her own meals. That was how she had honed her cooking skills. "Has anyone ever told you that you're great at giving compliments?" Shelmaine asked as she was surprised by Julien's sincerity in praising people. "I only give compliments when I mean it. It's not just for anyone." "Are you messing with me?" "Does it look like I'm messing with you?" Julien replied earnestly. He fixed his gaze on her. "Or do I come across as flippant? I hope not. I even styled myself and borrowed perfume from my sister for today." Shelmaine couldn't help but smile as she held her cutlery. "Did you really go to all that trouble?"