142 A Prince, Princess, and the Prince's Brother

"Your Grace, are you certain you're not hungry?" Stella worriedly asked. "The snacks have been sent to your office, but it'd be better for your stomach if you enjoyed a nice, hot meal."

Adeline shook her head. Lately, she hadn't been feeling too well. She felt queasy whenever she looked at food. Everything was either too oily, too salty, or too light. She didn't understand why. The chefs haven't changed and neither did the recipes. 

"I'm fine," Adeline asserted with a slight smile. 

Adeline continued walking down the hallways, the sun high in the sky, and the hallways brightly lit. Her attention drifted towards the beautiful garden outside, where the flowers were always in full-bloom, the grass ever so green, and the sky a breathless blue. She couldn't help but stare and stare, until she noticed something bizarre in the distance.