You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 506

"... Dad?"

"What is it, sweetie?"

"... I know you have some differences with the crown prince, he even admits it himself..."

"It’s good he’s not dumb enough to fake ignorance." — Dad mumbled with a scoff, making myself stare at him in a request to not talk like that. — "... It’s true he’s not dumb, however..."

"You are saying it because of the dislike you have for him, however..."

"He wants my daughter, what else can I feel sweetie~?" — In a pout he tried to excuse himself, causing myself to chuckle again before I could continue the initial objective of my comment.

"Alright, solely this time you may say such things since it is fresh news... yet as I was saying... I wanted to ask your thoughts... taking aside this dislike and differences between you... w-what do you think about the crown prince?"

"What do I think?"

"Y-yes... Do you think he will be good to me like I believe...?"

"..."

"W-whatever you say is alright... I only want to know while talking honestly with you and... simply find out if it is no good after giving it a chance at least..."

Perhaps, it was odd to ask such a thing at a time like this... perhaps he didn’t think I would ask his opinion after I had already agreed to it on my own before even discussing it with him... but the part of me that knew I should keep in mind what my father thoughts wanted to hear it without delay... at the very least so I could be warned of the harm I could gain while following my heart this time. Even though I believed my mind had also thought it through more than enough...

A sigh left him, and my worry strengthened with its length, stopping my breath as he started to answer.

"I... hate his guts..."

"..."

"He’s shameless while confessing his interests, unmannered while expressing himself, violent when that blood he has starts to act beastly. He’s indifferent to important matters he thinks are bothersome, he’s selfish and greedy to even hope to hold my precious daughter’s hand."

’... that’s quite a lot...’ — Almost giving my hopes up, I thought, even finding reason in most of the things Dad said.

"But even so... sigh... with that and more I can still see he is sincere... like you said, he does try his best to control himself... I am certain that if he hadn’t had control of his own, your search could have been more chaotic since his aura was all over the place trying to keep the reign of its unruly behaviour, all to not hinder the tasks... and I hate his guts because I can tell he will not back off unless he’s dead from going to you... much less when in danger..."

"..."

"In the end, I can see he is indeed Frois’ son, Marianne... he’s spontaneous in his ways and fails to hide the truth he believes in... If only he were more... more... ugh... more..... less of an annoying and selfish brat~! D*mn him! Wanting my daughter without a hint of shame...!"

The expression Dad showcased, helped my concerns greatly to subside... concerns I was trying to hide even from myself while aware of them, for the wish to be with the crown prince was greater... Nonetheless, listening to the beliefs my dad had about Zeleskiaz...

’I am glad... even if reluctant, dad also sees a bit of what I value in the prince...’

"?... did my answer please you that much, dear?" — To the cuddle I gave him in a hug, Dad asked, stroking my head and welcoming it, slightly troubled as it was apparent in my visage.

"More or less."

"Hahaha~ more or less? I wonder if that is a good sign when accompanied by your beautiful smile and your hug~"

"I only... was thinking that it will be nice to see if one day you will be able to not find him annoying."

"... We will need to see how he behaves from here on. Seeing is believing, they say."

"Pff, yes~ that’s what they say." — I said in the commodity of his cuddle. Separating only slightly... so I could learn of the result of this conversation at last. — "Then... what is the answer, father? Do you allow it?"

"... You have agreed and you know what to do if things go awry... You know how precious you are, right, Marianne?"

"Yes, dad... I know it very well."

"Then... like I would not force you to an arranged marriage... I will also not force you out of the one you have chosen to meet."

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"I do not think my son needs much advice, however." — The Empress said after being told the hopes behind her firstborn’s visit. Sipping pleased at her cup of tea while her husband sat comfortably on a nearby seat.

"?! How come he doesn’t?! He’s in too much of a hurry, my Empress! He’ll surely make a mistake! Those instincts of his only serve in bloody battle not in lovesome wars!"

"It is alright if he makes mistakes is it not? Did you make no mistake when we were learning about each other husband of mine?"

"..."

"See? And yet we have been married for twenty-seven years. Lady Pristina is more than capable of seeing how pure our son is when it comes to love. Even if he makes mistakes, as long as he is not as hard-headed man as his father is he will not have as much a hard time. Is that not right, my dear son?"

"Ingrid what are you saying..."

"... Did his majesty have it difficult because of his character, Empress?" — Slightly astonished to witness the outcome of what he thought would be a more consistent discussion, Zeleskiaz asked, glancing at his father, whose sigh of disgruntle was apparent while still holding it back as he knew no chance would be given by his wife.

"His character was the problem from the very beginning and will be until the end. Even with our children. Of this, your skin itself knows about, crown prince."

"... That is true, Mother." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Fufu~ yes, son."

"Tsk. Not even my wife wishes to side with me solely for being called ’mother’. What kind of treason is this?" — Dumbfounded by the scene he found himself in, Francois mumbled displeased after trying to show his son some fatherly guide unlike he ever gave.