You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 509: Chapteer
A moment of ponder transcurred while the right hand thought on the circumstances that may follow, sighing as he naturally told the thoughts.
"So there’s no answer yet, huh... the Duke’s a tough one. He also hates your existence, it’ll be a miracle- Yes, I’ll stay shut." —At the glare received in the silence, the right hand hoped to save the peace in their conversation, letting the crown prince continue, aware of what Biel hushed.
"Even if he doesn’t allow the ’miracle’, it does not matter... nothing, even his denial will ever be able to stop my heart from beating for her, for my beloved lady."
"..."
"..... Enough of this. Let’s not talk about this any further, even I myself am aware of how odd it is for you to see with how I already feel it."
"R-right... that’s fine by me..." — Stunned by the softness his frighteningly strong master carried when talking about the Ninth, Biel stammered, relieved of the opportunity to avoid the talk for he had yet to learn this side of the crown prince fully. Hence, following the intention of the prince to take a look at the paperwork on his desk, the right hand also took in his hand the letters he had recently received. Remaining in an awkward yet busy stillness filled with the sound of sheets being placed aside, until one caught the attention of the right hand and could not be held hidden. — "... Zeleskiaz."
"? What now."
"There is... The men I left back at Latrishk sent a letter, it arrived recently... However, their orders were not to contact me unless suspicious actions were observed."
"... Read it out loud."
Following the crown prince’s order, Biel read the contents sorry to give the news within the letter when happiness was filling Zeleskiaz. Feeling the heaviness of the notice sink in his skin as a bad omen could be distinguished in mere suspicions.
"... if this is true, these are bad news for the Empire."
"We don’t know for sure yet."
"We learnt about it thanks to our men! Not by official announcement!! It is obvious they have some ill motive behind it."
"It doesn’t mean anything, anybody can move with discretion for many motives, and even if it is with ill intentions it won’t take us by surprise any more thanks to this. I’ll be going back to the emperor. Send word to those at Latrishk and make some follow from close. I’ll take care of the rest."
"... You will? Are you planning to ambush the troop and take the lead in the battle?"
"Don’t be stupid, I won’t leave my Lady for something like this."
"... for something like war?" — Astonished, Biel clarified, knowledgable of the hobbies his master was fond of from a young age yet at this time showed little to no interest in. — "That’s... I thought you would still go."
"I have no wish for it."
"... Only because of the Ninth?"
"She’s more than enough reason, don’t make me mad while asking what’s obvious, Biel." — With displeasure, Zeleskiaz growled as if annoyed to have to say what should be known although every who knew him had yet to truly understand it.
Standing from his place behind the desk, the crown prince walked past the right hand, finally giving some other orders while letting him know the gist of his plans. —"For now, I’ll prevent it so she’s at most ease. After all the events she’s found herself involved in I can’t have her worrying over political matters as well. I’ll be going now, do get the army into tougher training, however. Inform the orders to strengthen security and to use the archaic methods if necessary to locate any odd behaviour in the neighbouring lands... The Robus Pars as well, if anything were to go wrong, they have to do well while protecting my love."
"... What about the Empire? The Robus Pars may be useful if war breaks, it has the strongest men in the Empire."
"I couldn’t care less about that, the Empire will have to do with what it has. They were assembled to protect Marianne and that’s what they’ll do or I will bring the Empire down into ashes myself."
Leaving as if not a second had been spent in his own bureau, a baffled Biel blinked astonished at the danger the prince’s aura solely ignited once thinking of the safety of a beloved, sighing deeply as his body supported itself on the desk behind him. Experiencing a headache while unable to understand the thought process of a madman in love.
"Good grief... Worry a bit about your people too man... how come can you say you don’t even care..." — As if tired trying to make sense of the master he served, Biel moved to do as told, scoffing a chuckle later for even if the priorities of the Prince were different to those expected from a heir to the throne... — "At least he wants to avoid war this time instead of starting it blindly... as long as it will bring ease to the Ninth the Empire will also be benefited from his actions I suppose..."
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— Sigh... If he will be going with you to see Paul... I will allow it. Solely this once, Marianne. Make sure to do as the crown prince says once there... I will add it to the permission requested for you to visit your sister, however I cannot assure you it will be given nor when it will be approved. —
’Uff... at times I feel as if I am abusing of father’s kindness a tad too much with these requests...’ — I thought as I recalled the severity of my father’s expression.
— And about your courtship with the Crown Prince... It is better if you tell him the news about my approval. I will talk to the Emperor as to how we should handle the announcement to the nobles and subjects for it should be done cleverly under the circumstances we are facing as a family. Have that in mind while it has yet to be told to the people, Marianne... And make sure the crown prince also understands this... I’ll have a word with him once I feel less inclined to kill him for the audacity. —
