Mornings in the new house were refreshing.
Compared to where I'd lived before, my room was incredibly spacious with a fine bed, and solid wood furniture arranged in a way that made it unmistakably a wealthy noble's quarters. What a difference—going from a shabby room to this in one leap. And my bride would be moving in a month from now.
My daily routine began when I woke at six. First thing after waking, I stretched. While I stretched, Sabine would always come to bring me drinking water and washing water. She'd been in high spirits ever since the move to Rosengarden.
"Good morning, Master."
"Good morning, Sabine. You look happy today as well."
"Of course. Living in a picture-perfect mansion like this has been my lifelong dream."
