Voltaire Dynasty

Chapter 13: Snow Potato

Story By: Choco Lily

Story Assistant: Rozenbach

Editor: Draygan

** Disclaimer **
The characters in this novel are a work of fiction and are not based on real people other than their names!

Chapter 13

Grace led them past few beautifully decorated courtyards before bringing them into the Winter Courtyard, a palace courtyard where it seemed to be perpetually snowing. It was not a huge blizzard, just light snow that was not heavy enough to cause trouble to the occupants.

However, poor Rozenbach, who did not have the physical ability to even best a girl, was quick to shiver from the cold the minute he stepped into the snowing courtyard. Unlike her human master, the demihuman maid Tea Cake had a high tolerance for cold due to her ancestry, while Grace had medicinal pills to help increase her resistance to the cold.

Upon noticing that Rozenbach's lips had begun to turn blue from the cold, Tea Cake took the initiative to wrap her arms around her young master's willowy waist.

"W-what are you doing?!" Rozenbach jumped as he peered at his maid through the gap in his arms.

"Miss Rozie is cold! So Tea Cake is helping Mistress to get warm!" Tea Cake answered innocently, not at all aware her actions might be inappropriate.

"N-no need!" Rozenbach tried to push Tea Cake away but he only had his frailty to blame for his inability to remove the maid from his waist!

"Oh Little Tea Cake~" Grace called in a sing-song voice as her eyes flashed with mischief.

Uh-oh, this doctor is up to something again!

"Yes, Imperial Doctor?" Tea Cake answered respectfully.

"This wouldn't do, Rozie is a concubine-to-be, while you're just her personal maid. Even if you are close, this kind of interaction is unacceptable in the palace. How about you turn into your real form? You won't hinder your mistress that way."

"Alright!" With a loud pop, Tea Cake disappeared. In her place, a black cat with dark brown eyes was clinging on Rozenbach's sleeves with its paws while its body dangled in mid-air.

Shocked, Rozenbach quickly grabbed the black cat and cradled it in his arms. Only once it was safe did the cat release its claws from Rozenbach's sleeve. The cat purred happily and rubbed its cheeks on his chest. But, of course, what it rubbed against was actually the plump meat buns.

The black cat nearly drooled when it caught the scent of the delicious aroma of the meat buns.

"T-Tea Cake?" Rozenbach asked warily. The cat meowed and gave him a cute nod in reply.

Grace giggled at the adorable sight. "Well, are you warmer now?"

After being asked, Rozenbach noticed that his body had warmed up considerably. He looked down at Tea Cake in wonder. "You did something to me?"

"Tea Cake is a spirit cat, they give very good cuddles! They also radiate heat, which is very handy during winter time!"

After Grace said that, she suddenly wanted to have her own cat heater. Her eyes stared at Tea Cake longingly.

Rozenbach slowly balanced Tea Cake with one arm as he reached out with his now-freed hand, intending to touch Tea Cake's fluffy fur coat.

"Tea Cake, sit on your mistress's shoulder. That way her hands will be free," Grace suggested, mischievous intent written all over her face!