Vitori had left with the promise of returning by the time they finally decided to take the last step in their lives and get married.
Naturally, he wanted to stay longer, but his absence from the Tower would raise suspicion in the capital, especially considering everyone knew about his close connection with Emma. That was why the old man reluctantly departed.
"Nana, are you really going to help me today?" Close to evening, Emma found herself with a little helper who seemed extremely eager to assist her in the kitchen.
The small girl huffed and nodded twice, her excitement obvious.
Emma smiled helplessly. Cooking for three people was hardly difficult, especially when the other two rarely demanded much, aside from Nana's fondness for sweet things.
And the kitchen itself barely had enough space for two people to stand comfortably.
So, Emma simply bent down and lifted Nana into her arms.
The little girl tilted her head, only to soon find herself seated atop the counter.
