Chapter 951

Charlotte lay in bed, a smile still on her lips as if she were dreaming a sweet dream.

Recently, her condition had improved a lot. She took care of her skin every day, and with Joan's hot spring, she slept soundly and sweetly every night.

It was surprising that Charlotte could sleep so well in a simple room.

Sometimes, even if you were lying on a royal bed, it would not necessarily make you happy. At times, resting in a humble room would not necessarily bring sadness either.

What suited you was the best. Back when Charlotte was a princess in the palace, there was nothing she could not have; anything she asked for was handed to her immediately.

However, that was not the source of happiness. Happiness did not equate to getting things. There were many definitions of happiness, such as the joy of being rewarded after making an effort.

It could also be the joy others have from possessing power, but the higher you stood, the harder it was to find happiness.

In the monastery, Charlotte