The armed dispute that took place in the lord's kitchen before dinner was quickly reported by the butler Arthur to the young lord, who was desperate to meet Isabel Walton.

After listening to the butler's account, Henry Fitzroy sat behind his desk and did not speak for a long time. Arthur, who was standing on one side, did not speak without permission, but just stood there quietly and did not move. Eugene, the valet standing behind Henry on the left, was so frightened that he didn't even dare to pant too loudly, he was very afraid that Henry would vent his anger on him.

After a few minutes, Henry was finally ready to speak. Coughing lightly, he looked at the butler and said, "Arthur, is dinner ready to begin?" ”

Arthur looked at Henry, nodded and said, "Yes, Your Highness, at your command." ”

"Alright, now it's time for dinner. Also, remember to inform Mr. Grant. ”

"Yes, Your Highness, I know."

Just as the butler turned to leave, Henry stopped him again: "Arthur, do you think I can invite Lady Isabel to dinner in the sub-banquet hall tonight?" ”

Arthur thought quickly about how to answer the lord. Immediately, he replied calmly: "Your Highness, your meeting at this time with a person who is still in a rage because of an argument with another person will have an unpredictable series of consequences for your health and your emotions. ”

"Well, do you mean that she's going to have a different extreme view of me on some other small matter because of her unresolved anger?"

"Your Highness, in this case, time is the best solution."

"Okay. Arthur, you'd better give Ms. Isabel a portion of today's dinner. You tell her on my behalf: I will be unhappy when she is angry, and I will be even more sad when she is sad. ”

At this time, Henry's mind was reminded of the bloody image of Isabel killing the janitor Ackerman. He still intends to ask the opinions of others before making a final decision on today's armed dispute.

Soon after dinner began, Henry lost interest in the variety of fresh fish dishes that were placed on several plates. Worried, he ate the salmon pieces on his plate, silently thinking about what had happened to Isabel.

Abraham, who was sitting on the left side of the rectangular table, put down the spoon in his hand, wiped his lips carefully with a tablecloth, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Your Highness." It's a bit inappropriate to just ask you to eat fish at a time when you need plenty of fresh meat to make your body stronger. ”

Henry turned his gaze to his governess, and after a wink, said, "Oh, Mr. Grant, are you talking about today's fast?" ”

"Yes, Your Highness. Unless, you are also in favor of this rule of abstaining from eating meat every Friday. ”

"Teacher Grant, it's nothing, it's just fasting one day a week. Moreover, there is still a long time before the Great Lent before Easter. ”

"So, why do you have no appetite? At your age, even if you don't want to take another bite, your body will really want you to eat the fish. ”

Henry put down the knife in his hand, picked up the wine glass, took a sip of ale, and said, "You can see it, Mr. Grant." Actually, I'm thinking about how I can tell you about what happened this afternoon. ”

Abraham picked up the ale in front of him and drank a little, smiled and said, "Mood can affect a person's appetite. Your Highness, if you agree with this statement, I will be a good listener. ”

So Henry told the governess about the armed dispute. When Abraham heard this, he thought about it and drank some more ale. Then he smiled and said, "Your Highness, as I present my opinion to you, I would very much like to hear how you intend to deal with this matter. ”

Henry shook his head with a smile and fiddled with the knife in his hand and said, "Mr. Grant, after much thought, I think that my chef and Lady Isabel have their own reasons. Whoever it is, they will think that their ideas are not wrong. ”

"Your Highness, I, as your tutor, am glad that you will feel this way."

"Happy? Teacher Grant, what do you mean ......"

Abraham looked kindly at the lord and said, "I remember Aristotle saying that 'God has done more than all imaginary acts of happiness than mere thought, and the closest thing to this happiness in human action is perhaps the activity most closely related to thought.'" ’”

Henry debated in deep thought and said, "I agree with Aristotle, Mr. Grant. But wasn't Ms. Isabelle's behavior an impulsive act? ”

"Your Highness, birds with the same feathers gather together. I'm sure Ms. Isabel must have seen something resembling herself in the kitchen maid's daughter before she did that. ”

"Well, the weak will be more inclined to the weak and sympathize with the weak to a large extent. So, you mean to say that this incident was entirely caused by my chef? ”

"Your Highness, although your chef is only a skilled chef before you, he is in a dominant position in front of his family members that all other members are to obey."

Abraham continued: "It's like Aristotle's question of habit and nature, your chef is in a habit of constantly dominating the family and the financial power of its members, so he thinks it's his nature." But habits are just a little bit like nature, not exactly nature. Your Highness, what do you think? ”

Henry nodded, smiled softly, and said, "Perhaps my chef lacks the virtues that he has gained from practice, and he does not know how to work hard to cultivate it, to apply it. ”

A few minutes earlier, while Isabel had sat at the Guards' table with the two Sirs and several would-be lancers who had been rotated from their guard posts, sipping wine and munching on a variety of fresh fish food, Arthur the butler had led several servants with round plates to the guards' room.

Ferguson looked at the plates covered with metal dovels in the hands of the servants, and then grinned and said, "Ma'am, your suitor has brought us the best gift God has ever given us. ”

Isabel snorted lightly, stared at Ferguson and said, "Perhaps, Your Highness just wants me to grow fatter, so that I can't hold a sword and threaten the lives of others." ”

"Hahaha......" All the quasi-lancers present suddenly burst out laughing.

Clearly, Arthur Field didn't understand why these knights or apprentice knights were laughing. Calmly entering the room, he looked around at the powerful, loyal "warriors of God" sitting near the dining table.

After nodding to the two knights, Augustine and Ferguson, he said to Elobel, "Ma'am, this is the dinner that Your Highness has ordered to give you. ”

Isabel picked up her glass and drank her wine, smiling and saying, "I am very grateful for Your Highness's generosity. By the way, Mr. Field would like to tell His Highness that I will give this food to the dishwasher Anne Cook. ”