Lady Jolene waved her hands with a chuckle as she closed the door and left.
What a woman!
Talia could only sigh.
And did I just admit that Lambert is my brother? Seriously? Brother? Wow!
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Talia ca to her reception room where she was told Lambert was. Lambert still in his dress shirt and trousers was sitting on the armchair with his dinner jacket resting on the armrest. He looked forlorn, looking at the floor and running his fingers through his neatly combed hair, ssing it up.
Was he forced to be here?
"Is the dinner over already?" Talia let Lambert know her presence. She wasn’t mad at him or anything, and so she didn’t expect him to be here.
"Ah, you’re here..." Lambert looked up at her with a grin and his clouded eyes revealed that he was already drunk.
And that made Talia slightly angry. It is not even 8 p.m. yet and this guy is drunk already?
" Of course I’m here... This is my place!" Talia said leaning on the wall, folding her hands over her chest.
"So you’re really mad at ..." Lambert bowed his head. "Will you even listen to if I explain?" he scoffed.
Talia rolled her eyes. What is this guy even doing? He is pitying himself for no reason? Oh... The pitiful Prince who has no idea who his friends are...Hmpf!
"I will listen to you once you buy the Chocolate bread and butter pudding from the famous Choco House bakery." Talia said with a teasing smile.
Should I pity this guy? Never!
She knew he probably is here under the order of Louis or their great grandmother, and the next thing out of Lambert’s mouth will be a ’monkey’ or ’orangutan’ or so other na-calling.
Talia expected him to lash out at her for treating him like a servant and say sothing like ’You’ll get fat if you eat pudding this late at night, you orangutan!’ or sothing of the sort.
But she was perplexed seeing Lambert picking up his dinner jacket and leaving the room with his head hung low. Talia stood straight and followed him with her eyes. That guy was seemingly sulking and was actually leaving without saying a word.
What is wrong with him? Is he that drunk?
"Make sure he gets to bed," Talia asked Lambert’s assistant who ca with him and got back to her room.
She was sent food made from the ga they got that morning and after her dinner, Talia smiled as her phone rang.
"Freddy dear... How are you?" she was in a good mood and so she spoke in a cheery way.
"Good... Get lost! Leave be... Isn’t it ti for your bed yet?... "
Talia heard Arthur starting to scream from the other end and couldn’t help but laugh. He seed to be in his brother’s ho and his niece and nephew were causing a ruckus at the other end.
" Uncle... Play basketball with ... "
" Uncle... Have so tea with my barbie... "
The excited voices of the little boy and girl was pleasant to hear.
"Get lost!" Arthur scread and that was followed by a loud bang of the door.
"I’m sorry, Iris... Rod is out on a ’date’ with his wife and I got stuck with them... He really thinks I’m a babysitter! The nerve of him! He said they’d go to bed early. But these spawns of devil are refusing to go to sleep..." Arthur carried on complaining, but all Talia could feel from his complaints are how much he is enjoying himself and how happy he is to spend ti with his niece and nephew.
" How was your day? The hunt... Were you okay?" he asked locking the bathroom door. He finally felt relieved with the peaceful silence as the kids ran away from the door.
"So-so... I couldn’t shoot and so I left early," Talia decided not to talk about what Asher Trembley did. If she did, she knew Fred will kill him or worse. She didn’t want that because she wanted to hold him accountable and make him apologise in public.
"That’s bad..." Arthur sat on the toilet seat and rubbed his ear. He got a bit worried that she still couldn’t get over her trauma.
"Bear was amazing..." Talia started to explain everything Bear did to comfort her. He really is a cute little cuddle bear.
"He still is not that great. He likes rolling in mud."
Hearing Arthur’s low voice, Talia couldn’t help but laugh. "Are you jealous of a dog?"
"No! Why would I... Iris... Stop! Stop laughing this instant!" he gritted his teeth.
His wife is there, lovingly cuddling a stinky dog and here he is... running behind two untad monkeys. What an unfair life!
"What do you know about Walter Trembley?" Talia asked Arthur to confirm if he is a good guy and if she can ask for his help to bring down his brother.
"Walter Trembley..? Who is that?" Arthur couldn’t pinpoint that na imdiately although it seed familiar.
"The founder of Luxxenshire Brewery, the one who produces Fog Wisp Beer..."
"Ah, him! I don’t know much, but I’ve heard he’s a solid dude. Isn’t he a noble from Rosandale?"
"Oh, so he is a good guy?"
"Generally, yes. I can’t say for sure if he is a good guy personally. Why the sudden interest in him?" Arthur felt sothing was wrong sowhere.
He is not even a ginger! Why is she asking about him?
"He wants to court - Jolene said," Talia chucked as she noticed the other end going dead silent.
"And...?" Arthur’s voice ca after a thirty second silence. He didn’t even rember who that Jolene she ntioned was, but since it was the na of a woman, he didn’t care much.
"I’m not that interested in him. If he asks I’ll refuse politely," Talia bit her lips knowing that guy should be burning with jealousy now.
"... Not THAT interested?... So you’re a little interested?"
"Is that how it seed... my phrasing?" Talia held back her chuckle.
"Yes! Why are you even considering other guys? It is cheating!" he scread at her.
"Oh really? That’s rich coming from you. Why aren’t you announcing the breaking of your engagent?" she asked. She has been refraining herself from talking about it for the past week, but there still is no official news about it. There are only speculations and in Esteria the hot topic was still the docuntary released and many nobles getting charged.
"You are angry about it..." Arthur sighed. He knew she never approved of his thods and she still isn’t very pleased with him because he used this particular thod to lull the nobles into a false sense of security while he made sure the docuntary is released.
"No..." Talia said with her mouth, but she knew in her heart that she is displeased he got engaged with soone else, even if it was a fake one.
"With everything going on and..." Arthur took in a deep breath and spoke in a whisper, "Lord Wallace is asking the King to let him out of the Council. I think Lord Lockhart is planning to leave the Council too... Things aren’t very good and the King is holding hostage, the announcent of the breaking of my engagent, to make sure I convince Lord Wallace and Lord Lockhart to stay in the Council. "
" What? " Talia was dumbfounded."This is unfounded. Can they even leave the Council like that? How does that work? And the most trusted nobles are grandpa, Lord Lockhart and Lord Wallace. If they all leave, they can very well disperse the Council altogether!"
"I’m so close to getting what I want and now I’m being blackmailed by the King... I don’t know... I now wonder if abolishing the Council is even worth it. Rod raised a good point... Whatever! I’ll find a way soon so we can beco public sooner," Arthur spoke in a gentle assuring manner.
" Okay...I trust you," Talia nodded. She rembered the video she watched previously and she knew how much Fred wants to be with her. And so she wasn’t willing to doubt him in this regard. But still, him still being tied to another woman did annoy her a little.
" Don’t go behind other n, idiot! You’re mine!" he spoke in a domineering way and Talia’s face blood with a smile.
As she was talking, she heard the door knock and it was Kate.
"Your Highness, Prince Lambert is here," she spoke in a low, polite voice.
Talia raised her eyebrows.
Why is he back?
While Talia was listening to Kate, she could hear a hurricane passing from the other end. It was the kids and they almost broke the bathroom door.
" What is that Catherine..? Is that flour all over you?" Arthur said in an exasperated voice and Talia could only smile.
What a silly guy! He could handle thousands of employees working under him, but cannot handle two children under ten.
Haha... I wonder what kind of father he will be...
" Iris... I... "
" It’s okay, Fred. Lambert is here, I’ll talk to you later. You go watch the kids..." Talia said with a smile. Sure they can talk later.
"I’ll ring you later, bye," Arthur ended the call.
Talia stood up and walked to the reception room and there Lambert was... With a box in his hand.
"Your Chocolate bread and butter pudding, Your Royal Highness! Can we talk now?" Lambert gave a bow. He didn’t seem that drunk now, probably because he had so fresh air.
"You actually sent out people to buy this now? At this ti?" Talia was stunned. She didn’t really ant it when she asked for it. She was just teasing him.
"I went out and bought it myself!" Lambert grinned ear to ear. Seeing Talia’s stunned expression, his grin reduced and his face twitched. "You weren’t actually asking to buy this, were you? Were you even mad at ?"
Realising he might drop the box of a perfectly good pudding, Talia got the box from his hands first.
"I hope you didn’t drive yourself... Co on, let’s go to the terrace and share the pudding. I heard that bakery makes the best puddings. Let’s bring wine to go with it." Talia dragged the angry Lambert struggling to get out of her claws, towards the terrace.
Lambert really was ashad for thinking she was angry at him and he felt bad for wanting to apologise to her.
This monkey is an emotionless idiot! Why did I think she cared about ? Ugh!
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