You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 550

Regardless, it was only her motion that he was able to learn. letting the silence take the time she could have used in a response to add some intention to the compliment.

"I could come here often." — Zeleskiaz said bringing her back with his gaze. Unaware of the concerns she could have. Watching the lady as if something else was being told within the deepness of his ultramarine. — "Or even better. We... could come here often. "

"..."

Silence was her sole answer once more... One that even her thought could not overcome... But also one she regretted for it felt lonely not to reply to the seductive shift of his hues.

The guards following behind could hear it all as they paced, remaining unfazed even if bothered. However, she had become conscious of their presence, that for a moment, a simple glance was granted, thinking that perhaps sound could be let out on an impulse just once if discreet... Yet Zeleskiaz continued, ending the growth of her reckless instinct with a little chuckle.

"It is alright, we could discuss it later with more time. Back at the palace. Maybe I could also ask his grace if I am allowed to accompany you on the journey we are to make back to it this evening. I am sure that there will be no problem if Vitor or Theodore are with us. Isn’t that correct, men?"

"... His grace will answer such."

"An intelligent answer Theodore." — Zeleskiaz said, turning back to look at his beloved with confidence. — "I will ask and convince him if needed, my lady."

’Pff, haha~ if you try is enough. Quite a challenge that would be, knowing dad~’

The ease in his speech, making the men take part in their conversation made Marianne giggle. The man had a hint of childishness in his sayings, and following the fine mood, the lady came to realise that her concern did not need to stand so strongly when it came to her voice not being allowed to reply.

He understood well enough. He would search for the right time and she would let out more than enough.

’I was being hast...’ — Marianne understood.

With a weight off her shoulders, Marianne laughed inwardly as she noticed the discomfort of the scholar at the prince’s reply. Giving the chance to her feet to stumble against a small step she missed... being caught by the hand the chaperons needed to keep away.

"Gasp?!"

"!... Please do not fall, my lady." — He said, happy about her clumsy misstep while his hands took advantage to caress her shape for at least a moment. Taking as well the chance to place both his hands on her as if wishing to help her poise when no support was truly needed. — "Is your foot alright? I can offer my arm if you would like."

Tempted to agree immediately, a look behind at the two guards was given. Wanting to know if it was convenient, listening to the very prince ask what herself could not as she did not know how to proceed when the men were her father’s and word would surely get to him.

"It is alright, isn’t it? I have escorted the lady in front of many eyes before, there should be no issue this time as well."

"..."

And so... Such was the sole little triumph he managed to gain with cleverness... touching the smoothness of her fingers lovingly precious as he placed her limb around his. Making her an accomplice in his slyness.

"Brief graze..." — Breathless Zeleskiaz said, only for her to listen. Meeting her eye as his seduction continued; giving the stroke he would have loved to never retreat as he felt the menace of those behind them warn him to cease his audacious efforts. Yet telling more than enough to a woman who could understand his meanings. — "Yet I am grateful it was allowed."

His ways, as mesmerizing as they intended, eventually made her grey shy away... delighted by them as it answered one of her doubts.

’... He read it...’ — She confidently learned. Feeling overwhelmed by the romantic secret they seemed to share.

Like this, her fingers gently squeezed the limb of the crown prince in a timid reaction and both, embarrassed to look at each other, relished in the waves bathing warmly their hearts. Having their minds unable to pay attention to anything but the touch her hand gained and the heat his arm raised for a while.

’I feel drunk...’ — Feeling lightheaded Zeleskiaz acknowledged. Although the fault was not of the wine he had drank but of the sweetness her warmth transmitted. Returning to feel concerned as he did not want this little time he forged shamelessly to go silent between them. Yet bearing a predicament as to what else he was to talk with his lady about. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

’... I cannot think properly for some reason... yet I shouldn’t let this be.’ — Peeking at her he contemplated. Not even thinking much if his first idea was good enough when he had already let it out. — "It is of the colours of your chambers."

"?"

"The lady’s dress."

’Oh... Yes, it is. I truly like it.’ — Looking down at the skirt she graciously wore, Marianne fondly nodded. Having her hand touch the fabric conveying her like. — ’I cannot believe he actually noticed...’

"It is elegant... Many admired it once you descended from the carriage, my Lady."

’Really? Haha~ Madame Fannie Moody would be elated to learn that.’

"..."

’...’

’... What else?? What else can I say???’ — Troubled again at the silence, Zeleskiaz closed his eyes in pain. Not accustomed to conversations and much less with women. Feeling deja vu for he had already told this.

It was difficult for him to continue, even though Marianne had always somehow aided their exchanges.

A confirmation of how little they knew each other was made with this little stumble although it was simply the anxiety of his young being leaving him useless while also observed. Nevertheless, in the purity the mad heir kept unbeknownst to the whole Empire, Zeleskiaz did not give up. Knowing that the lady to his side would always gently reply and consider his ways.