I had no idea how many topics could be brushed over any company of won. In fact, I didn’t even rember the last ti I was in a company where we did not have to discuss how to succeed to the throne and who was in favour of whom.
Talking normally, about subjects that did not really bring one any kind of benefit was sothing that I had never participated in. It was always sothing that I was after and at the mont, I felt nothing but... Wasted.
Was it really supposed to feel this way?
Because as far as I rembered, No one was ever interested in making a conversation that did not benefit them from anything.
The ladies did not think of any other. They gossiped, discussed problems and joked about each other.
Had I never thought of this life? A life where I could enjoy things as they were without trying to find the hidden intention of anyone? A life where there was nothing but a handful of duties for to carry out and then so ti for leisure.
"What are you thinking about so gravely, dear Genevieve?" Chiara whispered, leaning close to . "Do you wish to share it with ?"
Should I? I wanted to but there was another thought in my mind that refrained from doing so. "I do not think you would understand where I’m coming from."
"Would I?" She sighed and nodded. " that I understand. And maybe, I can understand a little more if you are willing to tell . Is it a chance you would like to take?" She whispered, mirth dancing her eyes as she talked to .
I wondered if I should. My eyes wondered to the won in front of , eating and drinking tea while talking amongst each other and laughing. None of them seed to be paying attention to what was going on in between the two of us and sohow, that made feel confident enough to tell Chiara what I felt.
"I have never had the luxury of ti to hold conversations like this. All of them used to have a aning behind them and most of them revolved around The Crown and who the next heir was going to be."
It was all I ever thought of. How Was I going to help my sister and finding her way to the throne was the primary thought in my mind, always. Never have I ever thought of anything else.
I gulped. "I don’t think I ever sort of a ti when I would be able to talk about sothing, pardon , useless. Sothing about all of this makes think that I have.." So many feelings revolved in my heart and mind yet I could not na one of them. How did I feel?
"Out of touch?" Chiara offered with a knowing smile. "That you have forgotten how to have fun?"
I thought about it. "I suppose, yes." That was it.
I did not know how to have fun without any hidden aning in my mind. Even though soone in this Palace would try to talk to , I would always try to find where they were coming from or what they could possibly want from .
"Tristan will refrain from giving you responsibilities before you beco the Queen. Even then, he would not give you all of them at once. So why don’t you try and have fun?"
I would honestly love to have fun but I could not think of what to have fun with. "I would love to but the problem is, for soone who has never had fun, how am I supposed to know what to do?" Just talking about sothing did not seem appealing to . I would rather do sothing else, sothing more worth my ti.
"Hmm," Chiara humd, "That is a nice question. I guess, we would have to say what activities you enjoy. For starters, aningless talk and gossip is often considered fun by ladies." She raised her hands forward and pointed to the room and what was going on.
My eyes swept over the won Talking and I sohow found myself involved in a particular conversation between Marilyn and her mother-in-law.
"Well, all I can give you is a year. I would like to see the faces of my grandchildren before I die." Camille huffed. "You and I have no idea how long I have to live in this realm. What if I die tomorrow?"
Ah, so she was already being pressured into having a child. At least she would be a good mother because Marilyn naturally ca with a mothering nature of her own.
"Don’t lie to ," relyn frowned. "Vampires don’t die like that and you are not going anywhere for at least decades to co!"
I chuckled. My friend certainly knew how to spot when soone was trying to blackmail her.
"If I do not blackmail you, I will never see the faces of your children!"
"Need I remind you Camille, you took a decade to have Alan and your mother-in-law didn’t say anything." A woman, sitting across them revealed the information making relyn gasp in betrayal.
"You told you had him within six months of your marriage!" She hissed furiously. "I cannot believe that I believed you!"
Camille grew red as she glared at the woman in front of her. "What can I say? To each their own. She did not wish to see her grandchild soon but I did."
"Yes, sure." rilyn played along. "I guess I would have to decide when I want to see the face of my child then."
I laughed lightly at that one. rilyn certainly give how to play along and she was doing a good job at that.
Picking up a piece of fruit in my plate, I chewed and relished the sweet taste as I continued to listen in conversations of the people in front of .
Maybe gossip was not as boring as I thought it would be.
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