You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 434

Jasmine’s ways to aid an enamoured brother had been placed in practice with such implies within her comments. Maliciously conveying there was interest he was not telling yet showing quite directly to the woman that knew well of his chase... impulsing her thoughts to revolve around the brother even if for a moment, so the Lady she was especially fond of could envision that something else Zeleskiaz yearned from her being.

’Uff... She won’t let go of such kind of comments...’ — Flustered, Marianne tried not to mind the Princess’s insinuations once again. Aware that, just like her little brother the Third Prince Dioclecià, she had many times attempted to make her thoughts go in the direction... they had already arrived to without their intervenience. — ’You only make me more nervous now...’

Imagining the actions she was to take once the ceremonies were over, Marianne’s stomach tightened in impatient anxiety. Recalling and making sure what she was to do was clear and nothing was to be forgotten because of said anxiety.

Remaining in the company of the Princess, Marianne secured no unwelcome company to cloud what was to be a peaceful wait. Listening to the random conversations while trying to stay focused on her objective.

"There are many youthful nobles that are to debut tonight apparently." — One of the men that came to exchange some greetings told the Princess.

"Yes. It is unusual, on this occasion many made it to the Capital with a debut in mind. Seeing how populated this vast Hall is, His Majesty is to take some time welcoming them."

"His Excellency takes the time to converse with every youth... Hopefully, his night will refresh his spirits once giving start to the melodies he enjoys."

"May it be as you say, Sir."

"Nonetheless, who has brought much attention from many is the girl that joined Valzerie’s Barony recently... I myself had the chance to greet her briefly tonight. A humble yet polite girl she is..." — Then the lady accompanying the man commented, being supported by the other lady conversing with them.

"Cases like Valzerie’s rarely happen. It is meant to attract some eyes yet I believe it is amusing for it to occur."

’... Oh lord... S-She’s here for real...’ — Marianne felt the reality strengthen at the comments. Gulping down more nervous, for in her knowledge the meeting between the Crown Prince and Karina Valzerie... — ’They will surely meet during the ceremony... in the book it said it was in some room, far from the Hall after she somehow got lost while roaming where she shouldn’t...’

"As the Lady conveyed, such cases are rare yet do exist. Amusing it is in the sense no easy feat it is to learn what we do from birth in a short amount of time... Am I correct, my Lady?" — The Princess who was active in the interaction said with hidden pretensions. Procuring the nobles would not forget it was under the Emperor’s permission and it was before his daughter and blood they were discussing such matters.

"! But of course it is. It also amazes who does not believe these exceptions can happen."

"..." — Marianne who still listened to the conversation, watched how the women became careful once more in their words. Continuing to quietly consider what the near future may bring. — ’They will meet somewhere else instead for instance... But even if it appears to be safe... I want to still make sure that things did change...’

With conviction settling stronger, opposing the continuous nervousness she has experienced during the event, the time Marianne was to wait flowed commonly, yet unnervingly slow in her perceptions. Meanwhile, just as indifferently slow, it also did for the Crown Prince who wanted to end any duty speedily so their gazes could see each other sooner.

"His majesty is certainly abusing his heir’s goodwill." — Purposly wanting it to send a shiver down his father’s spine, Zeleskiaz said once servants had taken some distance and his parents were comfortably seated at the thrones disposed for the ceremony.

"... What goodwill? Did you ever own such a thing, son of mine?" — Francois replied, wanting to annoy the heir who sincerely was practising patience. — "Did he, my Empress?"

"Do not ask my aid when taunting our child." — With a severe tone yet elegant expression, Ingrid warned a mischievous husband. Glimpsing at said child with motherly fondness. — "Nevertheless... your goodwill does not matter at times like these, Crown Prince. A duty is to be honoured. You are the Heir to this Empire."

"Hmph! That’s right. If you don’t want to listen to me, do listen to your Mother, Zeleskiaz." — Somehow victorious, the Emperor smirked, leaning to his wife’s side to take the hand of the woman with a proud caress. — "No one is as wise as my Empress."

"Mm... Behave Husband." — Strict yet loving, Ingrid once more warned, although returning the caress with graceful motion to which Francois chuckled.

"I will, I will~"

"..." — The son that watched the interaction did not feel any retort he could give would be useful.

Even with a rebellious spirit, if it was his Mother, the one Empress that would order some matter, Zeleskiaz was not to oppose it... for at least, reason and not crapice was mixed in her sayings.

The Emperors briefly exchanged little words between themselves after seeing their heir did not continue to oppose them, and from his spot, Zeleskiaz quietly watched them... finding a new essence to a scene he had already witnessed, not as often, yet enough to not find it odd in his parents.

’... They... truly get along...’ — The Crown Prince thought, feeling complex pleasure in the fact. And reminiscing on the night pure playfulness was enjoyed with the Lady he wanted as his Empress... an anticipating smile tried to possess his demeanour while picturing their future inspired in the current Emperors. — ’Haha... to think we might become like this....." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"?... Our cold son is holding his laugh inside, Husband." — Without warning, the Empress announced, sharing the mischief with the spouse as the sight was not often.

"?! He laughs??!?"

"Indeed... I am as surprised as you are..."

"Sigh... The Emperor and Empress are perfect for each other." — Bothered by the teasing, Zeleskiaz mumbled, inviting the parents to share another glance that would make them giggle quietly with bliss before it was the very Empress that was to end the wait for the many ceremonies.