Talia left for Rosandale early in the morning and when she went to her place, Kate almost broke to tears seeing Talia. She was summoned to Louis’ house for breakfast and preparing to get an earful, she went there.
"Great grandmother is not so keen on letting you marry Arthur Sinclair after this recent debacle," he said and Talia placed her cutleries down.
Of course they are going to bla Fred for what that crazy Sophia did. But Talia didn’t think her great grandma would express her opinions this frankly considering what happened with Princess Lillian. Fred and she haven’t even announced their relationship in public yet. Isn’t it too early to talk about breaking them apart?
It doesn’t seem like her great grandmother’s modus operandi. She is old and the years have taught her patience. Even if she doesn’t approve of Fred, she won’t interfere trying to break them apart. She’d just let nature run it’s coarse and see if their love can stand the test of ti. If they breakup, she’d be happy and if they do not breakup, she is mature enough to accept that too.
It should be Louis trying to ddle.
"Louis, couldn’t you have waited until she finished her breakfast?" Cordelia got angry. "Talia, don’t mind him and eat. You have to take your dications." Cordelia’s tone got softer as she spoke to Talia. "And no one has the right to tell you who you can marry." She then glared at Louis.
"You’ve gotten bold enough to speak against the wishes of The Dowager Queen?" Louis raised his voice at Cordelia.
"No. I know it’s not the Dowager who is trying to interfere in Talia’s love-life, but soone else whose na rhys with ’gooey’. That’s why I am saying that person doesn’t have a say in who Talia chooses as her life partner." Cordelia didn’t back off.
"Gooey? Whose na rhys with gooey? ? So you’re saying I’m lying?"
So it is Louis!
Talia sighed in her heart but still she didn’t touch her cutleries. She needs to look pitiful to further her cause. Louis is not soone who responds well for confrontation. He is an arrogant person who is always right in his mind. He mostly is right and that’s why the flaw in his character never gets exposed as a flaw.
She has to act pitiful for him to calm down.
But it is surprising Louis who always thinks with his head, now getting emotional. Guess he loves more than I thought. And look at him quarrelling with his wife like a kid!
It’s not like Talia needed anyone’s permission to marry Arthur, but she wished for his joyful presence at her wedding and not his obligatory presence.
"Guys, don’t fight on my behalf." Talia said rubbing her eye. "It pains . Cordelia, I understand Louis’ concern for my future. As my elder brother, his worries are understandable and I’m glad to know how much he loves . But I’m sorry Louis; I can’t even imagine giving up Fred. His kiss still lingers on my lips and his scent is imprinted in my heart. He is my everything. Without him, I’d be like bread without butter, ship without rudder and a re putter. Excuse ," she stood up burying her head in her hands.
She looked through the gaps in her fingers that both Louis and Cordelia were stunned and continued her act. "Don’t put through the agony of-" she pretended to sob. "Please excuse , I want to be alone for a mont." She walked out of the dining room with her head bowed and just as she reached to door, she noticed a neatly polished oxford shoe and recognised it imdiately.
"Pfft!" Lambert couldn’t hold back his laugh and Talia, gritting her teeth, left without a word continuing her act. She did not want to ruin her mood talking to him.
"Where are you going Cordelia? Can’t you say that orangutan was acting?"
Talia could hear Lambert’s mocking voice from behind her and she snorted.
Why did that guy co here? Why is he following everywhere I go? Stalker! Ugh! I’m hungry. I should ask my kitchen to prepare a good breakfast. Or should I order? I should et grandpa and great grandma after breakfast. I should ask grandpa about Ralph. But will he be honest with though?
Talia in her own thoughts walked through the hallways and suddenly she felt soone dashing at her. She looked to her side and saw little Henry running at her full-speed and his tutor was running behind him. She crouched on the floor and the mont he reached her, the boy wrapped his little hands around her neck and hugged her.
Talia felt the boy holding his breath and she patted his back as she lifted him up. "Cry if you want, Little Henry..." she held him closer.
"Aunty, I thought you were dead," the boy started sobbing and Talia glared at Sir Leonard who ca to her.
Who let this little boy know of yesterday’s incident?
Sir Leonard understood her question and scurried off to investigate this issue. This is the first ti he has the Princess directing her anger at him and he felt his knees go weak. Those purple eyes are really scary.
"Your Aunty is fine. You see , right?" she spoke in a soothing voice. She couldn’t carry him for long, but she endured and brought him to his bedroom.
Let’s find out what happened.
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"Lambert let go and comfort her. She didn’t eat anything either," Cordelia tried to get past Lambert but he placed his hands over her shoulders and brought her back to her chair.
"Did you have breakfast?" Louis asked Lambert and asked a staff to serve him breakfast as he hasn’t had breakfast yet.
"I thought she’d be shaken, but she seems fine enough to do monologues," Lambert wanted to et her first thing in the morning and since he was told he was with Louis, he barged in here without invitation.
Cordelia wasn’t pleased by Lambert laughing at Talia saying she was faking her sorrow. "Lambert! She was sad and crying. How can you-"
"Co on Cordelia. Butter, rudder, putter... she was speaking in rhys. She definitely was faking it. You give her too much credit for being so serious and genuine. She’s one of the best fakers in this planet." Lambert shook her head. "But brother, other than Arthur there will be no one who can handle that woman. She’d have to stay single for the rest of her life if not for that poor soul who is willing to take her. His sacrifices for the sake of our family’s daughter should not be-"
"Ugh, stop it, Berty!" Louis furrowed hiss brows. "He is the one who gives her deep hurt ti after ti. You know how she was when she first ca here. She had lost herself thinking that guy abandoned her. When he announced his engagent suddenly, I was inford that she had an attack and bawled her stomach out. Even if it was a fake engagent, he didn’t even have the sense to give her a heads-up before slamming her with such news. And now the woman he was engaged with tried to blow her out. My hands still tremble recalling that day’s incident. If only Sir Robert wasn’t conscious enough ... she’d be dead! We’d be still picking up her in pieces trying to determine which blob she is by doing DNA tests and-"
"Louis..." Cordelia held his hands. His hands truly were trembling and Cordelia’s face paled as she imagined that situation. "She is fine. She escaped that situation unscathed and we should be thanking God. So please..."
Seeing the layer of mist in Cordelia’s eyes, Louis took in a deep breath and composed himself. He didn’t want to worry her.
"You are trying to get back at Arthur, trying to give him the sa dicine you received from Cordelia’s family when one of your groupies hard your then fiancée whom who claid you had no feelings for. Am I right?" Lambert wriggled his brows playfully.
He did understand Talia was in greater danger than she thinks she was in. Sophia’s original plan was not killing her with Sir Robert’s gun, but with an explosive. The first one was for her securities and the next one was for Talia herself. With Sir Robert’s thoughtfulness, he stopped the second explosive from getting near Talia. If not...
"Oh, I fell for her even before that accident," Louis held Cordelia’s hand and she bowed her head as she blushed. Her parents did give him a hard ti after that incident and Louis had to beg for them to not annul their engagent.
"Louis you..." a familiar voice but in an unfamiliar tone made everyone look at the door. "You scared a little boy?"
"What?" Louis couldn’t understand why Talia is mad now.
"Little Henry sobbed hugging saying that he thought I was dead. I learnt he heard it from Your Majesty himself," Talia pressed her lips together to stop herself from cursing.
Cordelia stood up, "Where is he? He must have overheard us when we were talking."
Talia sighed seeing Cordelia’s guilty reaction. "He wanted to ride a pony and I wanted to ask your permission for his stay with for a couple of days." She rubbed her forehead.
"Sure," Louis nodded after assuring Cordelia’s agreent.
His eldest always loved her. And he knew Talia would take good care of him too.
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