You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 507

The prince who observed kept his nonchalant stare on the parents in front of him... catching a glimpse of the soft smile of his strict Mother who elegantly lowered her cup of tea, to draw nearer to her husband, caressing the cheek that looked away in a childish act.

"Why would this be treason, your majesty? Those mistakes you made... are what has made our bond a strong one for many many years. Could it be you regret it?"

"Never... Yet you also made mistakes, my Empress..."

"And yet we still hold each other’s hands, right?"

"... yes, my Ingrid."

"... Do I need to witness this uncalled scene?" — Zeleskiaz suddenly asked even though he could see the delight of partners in marriage, feeling strange about it as they were his parents.

"Fufufu, Zeleskiaz, my loved son... maybe you do not need to witness this scene. However, you have come to us with your own two feet, to your parents who are the current Emperors of the Empire you are to inherit one day and no less you came for advice in earning the Empress you want to stand by your side once the time is correct... We, who you wish not to witness, have brought four children together, a fruitful Empire and a peaceful marriage... Is this picture of us your parents a bad one to follow?"

"..."

"... Don’t ask him things like that, Ingrid... he has a tongue we may be cut with in the end."

"You have little faith in our son, dear." — Ingrid lovingly said, taking her husband’s hand tighter while turning to look at their son, whose frown continued to lay on them, emitting a glint so her offspring would know, no ruse was wished for an answer. — "So? What do you think of us your parents, Zeleskiaz?"

"... I do not think I have an answer for that question... Empress."

Reluctant to reply with the uncertain conception he got at the scene, Ingrid’s brow lifted lightly in amusement, grinning as she noticed her son shared the same reluctance his father owned at first.

"You better be more sincere with Lady Marianne when giving answers. As a mother I may let it go, yet I did not do it with your father... ever."

"Goodness. He’s ready to make mistakes... I told you, my Empress..."

"It is alright. He needs to learn on his own."

"..."

Silence was kept by the Crown Prince as it seemed as though the empress could see right through his thoughts, pausing to ponder on the words said, and exhaling a deep breath to answer sincerely after being compared.

"I see you love each other."

"..."

"..."

"That is what I think nowadays... Although it is uncomfortable to believe in a royal family."

"Nowadays?" — Interested in the word, Francois asked, receiving more as a reply.

"... Your behaviour from when I was younger is the same when together, yet it looks different lately in my eyes."

The eyes of the prince that did not withdraw from those of his parents provoked theirs to waver further, causing both to look at each other with fondness for a usually indifferent son provoked their hearts to warm up with his blunt and this time lovely honesty.

"... So you see it..." — Ingrid said while her hand was caressed by her husband who this time would let the wife teach the son. — "Difficult it is to believe in a royal family indeed... and yet it is the truth... in love we have been for as long as we have been together... getting to know each other was the hazard that brought this belief to our son today and although displeased you are to notice it... Bliss has been given to us by learning this belief."

"..."

"Every couple is different... what matters is what each does to make the love last, Zeleskiaz... Make as many mistakes you need, my dear son... and forgive as many she makes while it is healthy to do so... Lady Marianne shall do the same... As long as you overcome the hazards together, one day your children will stand before you and see for themselves what they were born from, my dear firstborn."

Complicated it seemed to be in the eyes of the crown prince, and yet, comprehension came around in his mind while peace and delight appeared to fill his mother while his father supported her words with affective hold of her hand.

A sight he gave not much significance before suddenly appeared wonderful a goal to earn with a beloved.

The eyes of his father later came to meet the son’s and a smug smirk was given to the crown prince who even as he would not tell it, glad was to have reached to the mother.

"Even though your mother said you needed no advice, she gave it nonetheless."

"... Indeed."

"Are you satisfied now? Or is there more you would like to ask?"

"... No. It is enough with what I have heard."

"Hm? Husband, are you hoping to end my son’s visit with asking such? How dare you when he rarely comes to visit his mother?"

"! I am not doing that... I am making sure he’s fine with what we have talked."

"You better not."

Seeing the nice affection his mother gave the father that persisted on showing himself correct in his decisions and words, Zeleskiaz’s mischief was picked in a speck of the moment... Mixed with curiosity, for even though many other times had he witnessed the relationship of his parents, little interest he had in the deepness of it unlike today. Therefore, more he wanted to observe as he acknowledged there was more behind it than he used to believe.

"... His majesty said I was a nuisance while we were coming here. Lying he is, mother." — Without a hint of remorse, Zeleskiaz said, hoping to bother the peace of his disagreeable father.

"?!! Francois Maurice Di Frotschter!! You said our son is a nuisance?!!"

"Wh- I-I didn’t say that!! Not with those words, my love!!"

"How can you tell such a thing to our son in search of our advise!!? Let go of my hand!"

"Ah! But I didn’t- Zeleskiaz!! Tell the whole truth to your Mother!! Jealous brat!! I know what you’re doing!!"