You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 614 — It Won’t Last

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The duties he had to take care of were placed on his right hand immediately after the escape was announced. Leaving the Emperor’s presence his strides decisively took him where his beloved’s chambers were, feeling with his heightened aura, discreet in menace, how her being was safe and sound inside.

’She’s safe... no threatening aura is near as well.’ — Zeleskiaz, focused on expanding his senses over the palace, conceived in a moment. Paying attention to the traces solely his skill infused by the bestial deity could perceive, diminishing and fading away... — ’There is no time left... I cannot stay or he might vanish...’

His concern for the lady had him uncertain. The crown prince’s wish to be the one beside her once the notice came troubled his heart’s peace, and he doubted... staying motionless and dubitative until his senses felt the increasing power of his lady’s father approaching along with her knights.

’!... The Duke... if he’s coming to her then I cannot let his trace fade. My love...’ — Yearning to embrace her and comfort Marianne’s concerns, he released the knob, unfazed by the ears of the knights guarding the chambers. — "I can leave solely for I know your father will be with you."

Rushing out, his skills lashed out. Zeleskiaz’s goal was solely one... to protect his beloved destroying what could cause her harm.

As if chasing his prey, Zeleskiaz along with the Umbra Pars left the Palace’s grounds in an instant. With himself as the leading head, moving the troops around the path he was able to track while slowly... his nose lost more and more of Paul’s trace.

"Kh! Is it truly him!!? It’s over many directions now! Has he used some archaic tool to trick us!? Bloody f*cks!! GET ME HIS HEAD NOW!!!" — Riding a robust horse, confused and even scared of its rider’s force, Zeleskiaz roared to those that followed his lead, instilling fear in the men while his bloodlust only increased because of the need to dismiss the threat to his beloved. — ’If we can’t find him... if I can’t get my hands on him..... That b*stard... THAT INSANE SON OF A W*ORE!! HE’LL TRY TO GET TO MARIANNE AGAIN!!!’

It was a desperate need the crown prince concealed within. Palpitating danger ticked within his core, focused, unsettled and erratic. Lost in alert, following what soon enough would become a lost track.

The day, and even the night had been lost even after he realised there were few possibilities to find the lover’s sibling... and it was solely when morning arrived that a right hand arrived to meet his master. Telling more news Zeleskiaz had missed while making a useless search.

"What are you doing here? Is there any hint or notice from the Palace?"

"None, your highness. Solely you were able to discern one yesterday. That is not why I am here actually... I came here so I could inform you that... the Ninth is to depart this morning from the Palace with her Father and knights."

"?! She’s leaving?! Why? Did something happen?! I’ll go right away—"

"Calm down, Zeleskiaz! It’s not that. You’re so on edge, man... wait, how long have your eyes been this red!!? You cannot make a massacre now you know?!"

"... Tell me. WHY is she leaving? Is my love alright?"

’... my love he says... g*d d*mn it, he’s not even minding his words for a facade now...’ — Biel thought, holding onto the unshakeable hand grasping his neck in pain. Used to see this dangerous glare in the man although never so ominously controlled as it was today. — "The Ninth is alright! She’s fine and healthy!! She is leaving so she shall remain alright!"

"... if I go back now... will I be able to arrive on time to meet her?" — Taking a moment to decide and believe the right hand, Zeleskiaz slowly loosened his grasp. Looking down while already aware of the reply.

"... When I left they were not far from being ready to depart."

"....."

"There are more things to take care of now, Zeleskiaz. It’s best if you don’t see her off—"

"Shut up. I didn’t ask your f*ck*ng opinion. Where is she going? Noverrne’s? The Forest? Is she going back home?"

"..."

"Answer or the head I search will be replaced by yours."

"Tsk! She’s going to the Sylfinnier’s mannor—!? Wait! If you meet her in this state you will only scare her, mate!! You look like you’d even kill her!!"

"Stop being a nuisance... I am not going to meet her."

"?? Then... what are you asking this for...? Hey, are you listening? You’re acting odd, mate."

"..." — Moving the mane so the men could see him, Zeleskiaz ignored the right hand. Seeing how the night had ended, noticing how tired the men were and how the search had ended as pointless. The crown prince breathed in a long whiff of the starting day... so the last order could be delivered with strength. — "THE TASK MET ITS END!! NO TRACE TOOK US TO THE CRIMINAL, A LOST CASE IT BECAME! NEVERTHELESS... GATHER AND MEET AT THE CAPITAL’S MAIN ROAD!! WE MUST ENSURE THE NINTH’S SAFE TRAVEL SO THE EFFORTS WONT MAKE US DEFEATED!!"

Infecting the men with new energy, his roar moved them immediately. Heading the march and meeting the carriage when it was leaving the capital.

"... you could stop the carriage and join her in the journey." — Biel told the crown prince, who made the men follow without interfering with the path. Watching from afar how the carriage kept his beloved took her to a place he would not be able to lie under as well.

"In this dishevelled state I am... I couldn’t have her torture chained last night... it is best to protect her like this."

"..."

"Meeting her now... may only unsettle her spirit. I am unable to lie to her... this is the price to pay for this shame."

"... If you believe so... however don’t you think she missed your presence this morning? She must have found it odd... for you to not send her off."

"... I am sending her off. I will guard her march until I see her go into the mansion."

"Yes, but she will not know."

"... it is fine for her to not know... a simple travel this should be, nothing more."

As said was done, even though his soul did desire to spend the travel by her side.

Following the carriage, the men guarded every moment. And the Sylfinnier household came into sight. Dismissing most of the men so no suspicion would rise in those who were soon to arrive at their home. Although he did remain... watching attentively from afar how she appeared... aided by her father’s hand to be welcomed in her blood’s grounds.

’I am sorry my love... he managed to evade my wrath... yet do not fear...’ — He thought, watching her figure stand at the entrance, looking around before disappearing inside the mannor. — "I am to find him... and if any harm threatens you... I will stop it... taking in your stead if necessary."

"Uh... Hey... What will you do now? Are you going back to the Palace? There are still matters to attend to on your side, the emperor was pissed too. It’s going to be a hell of a time once we get back."

"... Give me ink and sheet. After that, we may think about that."