'He left the palace specifically to avoid Yu An and her family, but now… did he just walk right into a trap?'
Yu An didn't even look up. "If you're buying, get in line. Next."
The Beastman whose turn it was hurried forward. "I'd like one order of mashed potatoes with rice."
Ignored, the Third Prince should have left immediately. But when he smelled the fragrance, some strange impulse made him stay.
Of course, as a Prince, how could he possibly queue up obediently?
He gave his attendant a look, and the attendant immediately took out a gold coin and bought a Beastman's spot in line. The Beastman, holding the gold coin with a delighted expression, went back to the end of the line.
Yu An glanced over but said nothing. After the Third Prince ordered one of each—the rice noodles, the wheat noodles, and the rice dish—she nodded. "That's three hundred gold coins for the three items."
The Third Prince's eyes widened. "Yu An, are you robbing me?!"
