You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 502
"Even so... Knowing what my Lady likes does not mean I can gift it to her..." — Zeleskiaz said, unconvinced yet considering the matters his mind found as difficulties.
"? Why do you say that?"
"What if she likes the sky? I suppose I could steal it from those of Izeneya that rule it, however..."
"Alright, I understand what you mean yet you are being extreme with this example, Zeleskiaz. You said so yourself there are things you can and things you cannot gift. Therefore, if she likes the sky you can take her to a beautiful place to watch it together and that could be it."
"Yet that is not a gift."
"... Son..." — Frowning at the words his heir kept saying, Francois had to stop in his steps. Turning to look at him, frowning with displeased frustration to see how sincere these inquires were for the Prince to clear up given his intense wish to do well. — "I am starting to wonder if it is good that you came to ask this or not... Is it only gifts you want to give or are you going to do things so she is pleased?"
"If possible, I would like to do both."
"Heh. There you have it. Once you learn what she likes you can decide what to gift or what to do based on what it is. The sky example is an extreme one yet like I said based on it you can tell which one is possible and which one is not. Don’t stick to one thing and worry about it, there are plenty of things you can do in your situation. I thought you were smart, this isn’t like you."
"... Yet if it’s based on what is possible... I gave that example since I still can give her the sky if I find a way to Izeneya."
"... Zeleskiaz... I know you are serious when saying that so please don’t say it." — Turning on his feet to look at his child, his hand was placed on his shoulder with the heaviness his confidence provided. Asking with sincerity for his son to have some limits in his beliefs. — "You need to think of the consequences before acting too."
"If she’s happy I am alright with the gods’ wrath-"
"Alright already! I get it! You’ll still do whatever you want! Either way, how long will you continue to follow me?! These questions cannot be answered in a hallway!"
Exasperated by the relentless conviction his offspring owned, Francois jumped moving forward again, puffing enraged at the difficulty it was to talk sense to a man such as his son, receiving a stoic answer that settled down his outburst thanks to the astonishment.
"I was hoping to also ask mother about this. As I understand it, women like similar things."
"... The fact that you want to ask in the first place is already a surprise... yet why does it have to be now? I’m going to your mother to be alone with her."
"I will not take much of her time."
"Ha! Sure. Of course, you would say that. You don’t truly care. Here you are: suffering because you want to hurry things and earn what I have with your mother while stealing the precious time I rightfully earned back then from me now. Go ahead and do it. But we’ll see if you will like it once you have children with the cute child and find yourself in my position."
"... You are saying my children will be in my way?"
"You are my child and you’ll get in my way now, so yes."
"... Yet I do want children."
"I also wanted them!! But not frustrating ones!! Look at you, asking weird questions in this day and age!! If you were the size of Dioclecià I would find it reasonable, yet what is this!? You are a grown man asking how to please his first love!!"
Further exasperated by the nonchalant attitude his son was showing the more they exchanged words, Francois’s composure could not take the ignorance Zeleskiaz kept demonstrating in what he found irrelevant matters. However, the Prince, serious in his wish to do well while courting openly a beloved, stared at the fuming back of his father, pondering if these ways to satiate his ignorance were not the correct or proper ones given the father’s reaction.
"... Is it that bad?" — Zeleskiaz asked, pure in his eyes while looking at the vivid eyes of his father. — "I never had these questions before... hence I ask them now as I do not know where else to find the answer."
"..."
"Asking the Lady herself appears like an odd thing to do when what I desire is to impress her... I have asked her things before yet given the circumstances I believe surprises might also please her as she did my soul with this brooch... It also annoys me that it is you I thought of when having these questions, nonetheless."
"... So it annoys you."
"It does. Yet your words have been of aid before, so I thought I could ask."
"Oh? So they were of aid? When? Tell me about it."
"... slightly. Yet I will not tell further." — Thinking of a festival, a wish for a smile almost was born in his demeanour, keeping himself strict as there was still restraint to fully show friendliness to his father.
"Hehe~ Alright, I understand." — Thrilled Francois said, becoming serious to answer the initial inquiry of his son. — "Son, I don’t truly think it’s a bad thing... however it is not something you usually do. Truthfully, you never truly came for advice before today. It was more like you demanded answers to your doubts... I’ll let you talk with your mother while I’m there since I’m in a good mood, but also be thoughtful of us. What would you feel if someone interrupted your sweet time with the cute child? It’s the same for me."
"I see... So you want to kill me." — As if understanding the comparison, Zeleskiaz said, comprehensive of his father whose heart halted as he could tell something different from the words said by a man like his son.
