Chapter 386: Dress ripper.
After breakfast, Roland managed to get Sigrid alone and he took her on a walk around the castle. Her arm was slipped in his and they moved slowly, as if they had all the time in the world.
It was a beautiful day, the sun was warm, the air was sweet and the world felt like it was at peace. A breeze carried the scent of flowers and wood smoke from somewhere in the castle, in the kitchens.
They paused their walk under one of the large trees that had a swing which was a little too above the ground. The children that swung from it had to climb a tree and risk their necks to sit on it. For that reason, it was forbidden to swing from it.
Sigrid had always wanted to try it. Roland, on seeing the hopeful look in her eyes, lifted her with two hands and helped her onto the swing. She caught the ropes on both sides but didn’t dare to push herself.
When she looked down and saw the distance from the swing to the ground, she almost felt dizzy. "I can see why this is a forbidden swing now. If one is not a mage, they should not try to sit here."
Her boots fell off her feet and hit the ground with a small thud. Sigrid threw her head back and looked at the thick canopy above. A bird was weaving through the leaves, singing about something and Sigrid guessed that it was having a great day.
"Will you go with me to the North tomorrow?" He asked her suddenly, gently pushing the swing.
Sigrid looked at him, she was almost taller than him from that position. "What are you going to do in the North?"
"Showing my face, waving at the people and shaking some hands. We are planning to open a car factory over there. Oh--a pharmaceutical factory as well and a phone factory. The experimental farms are showing progress and if it works out well, there will be no more drought there. The Lord mage is going along with me to take a look at the farms.