You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 511

"Ngh~~ I-I d-didn’t mean t-to ruin it f-further...!"

"Why are you crying about it, little brother? You are the one who mentioned it in the first place."

"I-I a-asked s-sister n-n-not to tell! M-Marianne is shocked!"

"It is a funny tale."

"S-Sister, don’t drink more wine!!"

The shock although still lasting was overcome with the teary eyes he portrayed in shame while rebuking his sister to eventually halt the tease. At the chaos, I decided to interrupt so the waters would go back to calmness solely doing so after agreeing that I would teach the third prince how to draw sketches like those I made in the garden.

The conversations continued with other energetic subjects... amazing me with the naturality in the princes who placed aside the inherent strictness in our statuses to simply converse merrily... as the friends I have considered we are.

The taste of the food was never forgotten in our exchanges as more would be brought to the table the more time we spent together in the hall; we enjoyed the many dishes, accomplishing the goal of distracting ourselves from the daily concerns haunting us.

Noon had gone by without ourselves noticing its imminent end and it was thanks to the servant who served the princess who came to her side that made us aware of the time traversed.

"? Is it already that time?? I had moved my schedule so I could spend it with the Ninth, however?"

"Yes, your Highness, it is time. According to the arrangements made..."

"... Nonsense."

"I-It is the truth, Your Highness, do look at the time and schedule..." — The respectful man said, leaning so the princess could make sure for herself that no lie was being told.

"!?... Goodness... How come it is already this late?"

"... The third prince’s lecture is also about to commence..."

"UH?! Yet I had completely emptied my schedule for today." — Dioclecià jumped, looking at both the princess and I in search of support.

"There were some arrangements that could not be made, your highness... I apologise."

"Sigh... I had left most of my day empty solely to spend it with you Lady Marianne and yet the time was not in the least enough..." — Annoyed by the notice, the princess frowned upon the clock the servant showed. Taking a moment to ponder on the taste of her tea before giving an order. — "Ah... It will have to be. I do not want to leave the Ninth’s company yet. Cancel everything due for today."

"Uh... but, your highness..."

"The third prince’s schedule too. He requested it beforehand for the day to be emptied of duties. Even if unable to do so you should have made it so as ordered."

"H-however, your Highness, Princess Jasmine... the teacher that came is from a far country-"

"Is there some kind of trouble?"

"!? Y-Your Highness, Crown Prince..."

"... Oh... Brother Zeleskiaz, you have come... quite at the right time also." — I heard the princess say in the pause my body froze in after the servant previously said it.

Maintaining my head lowered for in the tension of a discussion I was not supposed to meddle in, my wish to avoid the discomfort of it made myself find refuge in the pastry at hand... making the sweetness of the last bite I had given be the sweetest at the delight to know of his arrival which thankfully could not be disguised in the delectable taste of a dessert. — "I had thought it would not be until later tonight that you would gain freedom from your tasks."

"... Yes, luckily my duties were... attended sooner than expected."

After listening to his sound appearing softer and lovelier, my self could not help but lift my gaze... meeting the eyes of the one suitor I had chosen and accepted... which melted my resistance to the thrilling delight from taking shape in my visage.

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The cross of gazes between a Lady and a crown prince did not go unnoticed by the siblings accompanying the Ninth at a wide and full table. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

An attentive little prince who had followed the actions of his friend while a sister took care of his matters took notice of the lovely blush that commenced to decorate Marianne’s cheeks right after he wanted to whisper in innocence that his brother might join and aid their wishes.

"Gasp!... Marianne, look..." — Dioclecià had whispered, much too softly for the Lady to listen in an already distracted state, unaware that she was already knowledgable of the presence of him whom he wished to tell about; making his curious eyes stare at the shyness her essence provided, invested in the surprise at the colourful blush on her cheeks.

’Hm?... Marianne appears nervous...’ — The little prince thought at first, witnessing right after the brilliance of her grey once her crown lifted to meet his older brother’s gaze. Becoming confused in the quiet of being a witness. — ’... huh?? W-why does she look so much prettier?? She’s shining... I-is it because of brother-?! B-Brother Zeleskiaz’s eyes look the same!!’

"Oh, truly? Does that mean... hm?" — While conversing with the eldest of the siblings the eyes of the youngest were met by the princess, making the sister thanks to the chaotic movement of Dioclecià’s bewildered hues to pay attention to the ongoing magic they were certainly not part of.

’Sister Jasmine!! What is this?!? Can you see that?!? There are sparkles!!!’ — The little prince in a thought attempted to tell his sister with as sparkling hues, stunning the one who was distracted from a conversation with an audible hush.

"..."

"Does that mean what, Jasmine?"

"?!"

"Finish what you were saying." — Breaking her out of her astonishment, Zeleskiaz inquired. Causing her to glance one last time at the Lady to her side to see how a failed attempt to hide her blushing delight was showcased while taking another bite of a dessert.

"Uh... r-right... I was saying that... Given the case that your tasks are over, I was wondering if that means you have come to join us at the table."