"Oh my, heavens, I must have done something good to have a noble lady enter my poor stall.
My lady, what you would like?"
The shopkeeper is shocked to see a noblewomen enter a poor women's stall and it is not common to see a noblewomen in ordinary stalls and shops because there is always a special resturant and a special type of shopping mall made only for the nobles and poor people can not enter those places.
And the poor shopkeeper is not aware of who the noblewomen is, cause only important people can meet the high ranked nobles and most of the times, the common people had never seen the face of the high ranked nobles, just heard about them, so the shopkeeper did not recognised her, but the shopkeeper can tell that the lady who have entered her small poor stall is not a commer, but a noble, by the way she talks and by her clothes.
The people in the market passing by or there for some shopping, surprised stood there watching lady Isabelle buy something from a poor women's stall.
The lower nobles not aware of who she is, but they also can tell that she is a higher ranked noble than them in power and in status too and here the lower nobles were not entering the poor stalls, but a higher rank noble did, shocked them too.
"What you wanna eat? Please pick"
Isabelle requested Andrew, this was the first time her entering a stall.
Andrew points at the cooking meat on the fire.
"Get him that, it is not poisoned right?"
Isabelle said to the shopkeeper and looked after the safety of her kitty too.
"No, my lady how can I?
Scared shopkeeper replied.
"You sure, if you are trying to foul me, you know the consequences"
Isabelle threatened the shopkeeper the last time, before she could take any actions.
"Yes, my lady, there is no poison I swear on my child's wrist"
"Check" Still not satisfied, Isabelle orders her guards to check the shop before her kitty, Andrew can taste them.
The guards checked every corner and every side of the stall, not finding any poison, the guards shook they head.
"Okay, fine" Isabelle satisfied said.
The shopkeeper kindly hands the big sized cutlet to Andrew and stretches her hand out for Isabelle to take one.
Isabelle had her eyes on Andrew who was quite enjoying the big sized cutlet.
"My lady" the shopkeeper calls her.
"No, I am not gonna eat" Isabelle declines without looking at the shopkeeper.
Seeing Andrew enjoy that cutlet. Isabelle curiosity had crossed the roof and she asked Andrew "How is the food?"
"The food is..." The shopkeeper was about to reply to Isabelle's question, but Isabelle eyes glittered red and she gave her a glare of death with her bloody eyes and this was enough to shut the shopkeeper's mouth.
When Andrew looked at Isabelle, her eyes were back to normal.
"It's really really tasty my lady, the meat melts in my mouth"
Andrew replied to Isabelle with a happy tone like his soul had reached the heaven and just the gate was the only blockage between the heaven and him. His eyes twinkled like the stars had fallen in them and his cheeks red with overwhelming happiness that he couldn't contain. He smiled happily towards Isabelle.
"Really, is that so?" Isabelle lifted her eyebrow up.
"One for me too" seeing Andrew smile to her in first time in a while, Isabelle couldn't help but order one for herself too to see what kind of cutlet was that to put such a strong spell on Andrew.
The shopkeeper hands her one big sized cutlet, but before tasting it she would turn the cutlet around and around to check every inch and corners of it and then Isabelle takes one bite from it.
"How is the food?" Andrew asked Isabelle, eyes shining with curiosity as if he had given his friend something to try and he is now waiting for her reply if his friend like it or not.
"Not bad" Isabelle said with no excitement.
A small voice escapes Andrew lips "oh"
Isabelle bent down, closer to Andrew and slowly takes a bite from his cutlet and this surprised Andrew and he turned to look at her.
Isabelle had a grinning smile on her face and the expression Andrew had only ignited the flame to tease Andrew more.
"Now it is very very tasty, that I can not express, my little farmer boy"