You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 410

"Oh, there you are. We were wondering how it could be that we lost you in such a short path." — The Princess said, smirking slyly at the sight of the hands holding the other.

"... The Lady and I solely decided to walk slower."

"... Comprehensible."

Although Clemente Noverrne also noticed, his behaviour did not show any gesture of dislike, following to show the delicacies prepared and offered for them to taste while an anticipating lady came nearer along the man she continued to hold onto, forgetting how such link could be seen by others and looking through the many wines, enjoying the variety while offering some to those she was accompanied by.

’!! Kinky, you should try this one! You too li- duke and princess!’

Such innocent thoughts were conquering her mind as she tasted the luxurious juices along the small dishes.

The hands of those that had walked together naturally separated at the given time, yet the emptiness was not regretted for long as her attention would often come back to the attentive man the prince had become while admiring her energy... Even though displeasure would also invade him as jealousy was easily ignited by that one who paid attention, one disfavoured in his eyes, to his beloved nonchalantly.

"Lady Marianne, it appears to be the case that we have been successful in this arrangement meant to please yourself."

’Uff! That’s more than a yes, Duke! You deserve a freaking prize for this. It’s so good it makes me give these events more opportunities! The wine is usually great but this is like an open bar~~!!! So good~~ hehehe~’

"..... How pleasant an answer... It is amusing how expressions can tell so much, lady Marianne."

’..... Heh, well... Wow, you’re right on that...’ — Baffled at the sight, Marianne’s expression not solely smiled but showed pleased surprise, for the also known as expressionless because of his firm character was smiling fondly satisfied at her.

"Would you tell me your opinion? Which was more to your liking?"

’Oh! Then come here with me, I don’t remember the names well so I’ll show you!’

"!!"

Her hand who too comfortable with those around her forgot of the new Duke’s dislike to touch took with the tip of her fingers a tad of his sleeve, guiding him back to the table where the deliveries were served. And that one, young and strict who would halt such manner from many said nothing to the dainty touch, feeling awkward by the little mind his self placed on her actions.

The moment... was witnessed by the crown prince, provoking his teeth to ache from the displeasure from the clench of his jaw, whose sister came to poke fun at... reminding him, that there were limits his love should continue to keep even if jealous.

"Your glass will break if you are to also clench your palm, Brother of mine."

"... Cannot help it. Don’t bother me now, I don’t have the patience, Jasmine."

"Have you ever had patience?... You should continue like this. What you did earlier-"

"Shut up. I know. I told you not to bother me."

"... Brother, jealousy is dangerous if it blinds your sight. Be sure to control it... you want her as a partner for life do you not?"

"For eternity."

"Ahem... r-right..." — Stunned at how even if annoyed and violent a reply it sounded, his determination was the clearest. And so, Jasmine felt like stuttering. Giving the enamoured crown prince... valuable advice. — "I am aware you do not wish for my advice specially... yet do remember, at times jealousy could be a sign of distrust."

The eyes of the man turned threateningly to stare at the princess, controlling the rage such a comment provoked with deep force. Instilling a shiver in the girl for such a stare was similar to that Jasmine had caught sight of once as her pets were destroyed by his thirsty hand.

The ominous hues’ brilliance flared determination in their danger, looking down at the princess who even if understandably frightened could feel within her soul the rage of a past spirit meeting the threat of a treacherous deity, who even if a comrade, difficult it was for each to get along.

Nevertheless, the complexity of such was interrupted by his certain gnarl.

"I trust her."

"... brave to say when you are yet to become a couple." — The girl muttered, forgetting the acute ear of her brother.

"Jasmine, I swear my patience isn’t one to aid you now. Stop provoking me."

"Sigh... what I mean to say, it is not pretty... Be sure to let her know this trust you have in her once you conquer her heart... Make sure she understands this..." — Giving up on the subject, the princess forfeited from his side. Leaving him so Zeleskiaz could continue to listen to the Lady’s conversation with the duke... while that one who was her father from afar was peeking at the place where his daughter was enjoying her peers’ company.

"My... That rascal can at least naturally grant a smile to a lady now." — The other father, the previous head of the Noverrne’s household sighed with delight as he also contemplated the sight. Peeking at the friend beside him to converse about the children. — "And so, my friend... Even though you have found your child in this crowd, are you not going to go meet her, Orland? You’ve missed the child have you not?"

"Of course... Oh how I’ve missed her, Dolton... Nonetheless..." — Talking to the previous Duke Noverrne, Orland smiled fondly at the sight of his child. Coming back to look at his friend and convey his delight. — "It’s a first, this sight of her simply enjoying herself along with her peers... I solely wish for her to continue to talk with those of her age."

"Hahaha, that is something I share with you. Clemente has been a dedicated child ever since young. The child is now a man and yet I was fearing his bonds would not grow with such severity in his character."

"... His new Grace is a capable man."

"My! Haha... You saying it puffs my chest with thrilling happiness."