You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 544

"My lady Marianne, the restroom you are looking for is to your left..." — Theodore, who decided not to grant importance to the exchange of longing gazes told his master. Managing his inner displeasure to act indifferent, loyal and respectful to whom he was devoted as his master, for it felt unfitting for the gentle and lovely woman to have a suitor as deadly as Zeleskiaz.

’He should remain looking from afar...’ — The guard thought, reticent to admit any love they could share.

A placated nod was granted with low energy by Marianne, and the subtle lift of her eyes met the lover’s again for a moment. Sharp and certain... unlike the demeanour she demonstrated... setting some curiosity to be held so his eye would continue attentive for she would later signal to the man so he could dispell it.

’It’s good we had that moment.’ — Holding new inspiration as an idea was conceived, Marianne wandered into the corridor admiring the walls of the building she now owned, much at ease... Leaving behind once reaching her destination the two knights to guard the sole entrance as privacy was a must at a restroom.

"... fuhh..." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Her neck was peeked at once in the solitude of the restroom, making sure not a single glance of the fading bruises could be seen. Her hands, once soaked in water gently refreshed the skin of her cheeks and jaw, careful so the work placed on her beauty would not become undone... and sighing... for her reflex looked tired although only herself could notice it.

’Gosh... it feels as if it will never end...’ — She thought, while also contemplating that if not for having to continue a silent facade the evening would probably move faster although tiredness would also surpass her. Trying to find some relief in what she did enjoy as a mute observer. — ’Yet the sweets and tea served were the best... this place is so nice... I cannot believe it is mine now... hehe... hehe he~’

However... it was not the length of the evening nor her love for pastries that ultimately occupied her mind.

’Regardless... sigh~ The princess’ little exchange with Karina only proved that she does not like her this time as well as she demonstrated in the novel... and Karina’s way of retorting was just as I would have imagined given the kind of character she appeared to be as she narrated... It fits what knowledge I initially had of both of them... yet I cannot get myself to buy it...’

Drying her hands she pondered about ways to test her true identity, but even so, with any scenario her ideas crafted...

’I need to actually talk with her if I want to get something "unlike" herself... otherwise, I would need to make an opportunity for us to end up alone where I can keep her in my company with what I can manage in my notes... It doesn’t look plausible now, however. The attention is too fixated on me. Especially today...’

One last look in the mirror was given to herself as she resigned at the fact that proving her instincts about the female lead would need more time and work than she would have wanted. Having the aid of the princess would now appear difficult if not managed correctly... Zeleskiaz’s much more after the discussion she provoked with mere presence... Hence, the only one who came to mind at this time and could actually procure a chance had today requested to become pen partners with the lady, making her slightly reluctant to the thought.

’It feels wrong to say it... yet I might need to use our friendship, Clemente... I am sorry again and I hope I am not mistaken since it could endanger our relationship uselessly...’

Wronging another noble’s guests was wronging the host itself. Marianne was conscious of it and would even so take the risk as it was now her mission to disclose us Izeneya’s and Fenrir’s enemy...

’But I don’t give a d*mn.’ — Recalling her father’s happy expression once seeing her alive, the princes, those close to her that served her every day and lastly Zeleskiaz’s caring gaze... that which could melt fear to turn it into excitement while loving words caressed her soul... Marianne was determined to continue living for the sake of her happiness... loving those she loved to the fullest... protecting them even if needing to be reckless.

The natural curse made her satisfied as it invoked the courage she had momentarily thought was completely lost to the morals of her other soul... and she looked at herself as someone else. One who was changing properly to whom it may concern she now has become. — ’Baby red panda... was it?’

She smiled, happy with the complex image she had of herself and her circumstances.

’Haha... do not be silly now Marianne... I should write the letter before I go.’ — Somehow replenished with energy, the stack in her pocket was reached to write some letters... looking at it for a while, feeling bashful by its sincere and brief contents, keeping it close to her chest as she hoped for him to find it.

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’Love... my love... you are much sweeter... much more tender...’ — Once she was gone Zeleskiaz sighed at the taste wine would never acomplish. Sad by the situation his heart needed to overcome.

A glimpse had also met that of the lady’s guards and their chaperons as they followed behind her, reminding him with Vitor’s respectful nod about the conversations the three recently had as he had promised his beloved to do.

— Are you truly agreeing to this, Vitor?! I was about to agree when it was only you who said we should ignore it this time, but now he’s here making it a demand! We serve his grace the Duke! Not- —

— Let myself remind you that you are one from the Umbra Quadrigis, you also serve the Emperor and his blood. —

— No. Prince Zeleskiaz. I have devoted my service to my lady. The Emperor is not who I serve, much less you as his blood, crown prince. Never have I served you and solely followed what my clan has as tradition... Otherwise... If I served those of royal blood... then I would be serving one as savage as the one my blood, my father, once protected and lost their life for so uselessly! —