Human society was sometimes at a point where powerlessness was absolutely non-existent. Sarah was a human being, and she had a desire to live a normal life among humans. So sometimes, or very often, the time came when society had to conform to the power it had formed. She thought this was the time she had to do it.

"Come on, Countess Millen. These are baked cookies topped with raspberry jam that you loved."

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Empress."

Sarah was already full, but she did not show it and picked up the cookies the Empress recommended. Then the Empress' gaze reached Sarah's fingertips.

"I hope it suits your taste."

The Empress' voice was very heartwarming. As the mother of the two princes, she still remained young, but her voice was filled with the flow of years. The Empress' soft yet firm voice was filled with a sense of intimidation characteristic of those at the peak of power. Sarah felt the Empress' gaze and let out a very small sigh.

"......"

When she put the cookie in her mouth, it was crunchy and crumbly, and the fresh sweetness of raspberry tickled the tip of her tongue with the flavor of butter. It was definitely a cookie that suited Sarah's taste. Her usual self could eat a plate full of cookies in her seat.

"Do you like it?"

"......Yes."

If only these cookies weren't the eighth dessert the Empress recommended.

"Hmm."

Smiling softly, the Empress lifted the teacup as she watched Sarah shove the privilege cookie into her mouth. Her mouth, which had been neatly shut, was covered with a teacup, and her half-covered eyes as if savoring the scent of tea shone brightly.

"......"

Sarah, like the Empress, smiled as she lifted the teacup. It was a smile that showed no gaps. If the Empress wanted to be mean, Sarah would accept everything without changing her face’s expression. She knew all too well that it was a way to put pressure on the Empress. In any case, it was tea time when Sarah only need to have an excuse to meet the Emperor, so if time went by, the Emperor's people would come to this place soon. And the Empress hated it so terribly.

"This's what I heard, Countess Millen."

In the end, the Empress' teacup went down first. She had a lighter smile on her lips than before.

"I'm afraid I don't know what Your Majesty the Empress might have heard."

"It was full of compliments. What a mouthful of praise that person have given me. My ears were melting."