"Right, Carl?"
"Yes?"
The butler replied with a question, not as an acknowledgment. Nevertheless, he did say yes. Rubica ignored that and continued.
"I like coffee, but I cannot drink it anymore as I am pregnant. So, the duke recommended that I drink tea instead. After trying it and finding it refreshing, I've decided to enjoy tea just like him."
Of course, it wasn't refreshing at all. Rubica hated tea. It only tasted like bitter grass, and she couldn't understand how Edgar could even enjoy it. However, Zilehan was never going to find out about that.
"Well, um."
Carl really wanted to say something since Rubica was wrong about one critical fact. Although coffee was bad for pregnant women, so was tea. He wanted to tell that to Rubica, but her auburn eyes warned him.
'Carl, you can explain about your beloved tea later!'