His train of thought was nacing to make his body shiver from sadness. And trying to deal with it he interrupted them shortly to give his daughter a peck on her head and tell her an undeniable truth as he forced his voice to say it in a steady tone.
"I love you, my precious bird."
Responding with sluggish cuddles, the true Marianne now granted with most control of her body attempted to hug him tighter... Although, unfortunately, her grasp still felt loose enough to easily fall.
’That’s why... I can keep waiting in this ignorance.’ — Orland stated, resigned to how weak she was at the mont.
’I’ve told you that I will wait for you to tell , and I certainly will... If my ignorance brings you peace... I won’t preach..... Yet... The Gods shall know... That whatever it is... Whether you tell or not..... All I want is for your soul to heal and find serenity, dear child.
A bird like you should start to fly free from the cage into the vast sky.’
Marianne’s coldness had stabilised in a low temperature and noticing his warmth wasn’t doing much he cuddled her again, this ti simply to declare his last thoughts.
’Sunlight will warm you up by then, sweetie... Say it all to , my child... Because even if the truth saddens ..... Your freedom... Will surely bring back new happiness to this powerless dad you have.’
*******
Ti passed incredibly slow in the "detached from the outside corner" I made my soul’s presence go while Marianne was cutely spoiled by her Father.
In the anti, besides deciding to keep a distance from the Duke with this new skill I managed to unlock today, I also contemplated on what to do respecting the odd position I find myself in this Palace now, thanks to the unexpected behaviour of the Crown Prince.
The way he’s acting toward Marianne is truly strange since it doesn’t fit his personality in the novel.
It was said that he would act arrogantly even with the Female lead, with who he started to be possessive and authoritarian to the point she was mostly treated like a bought sex slave than a lover.
Karina even narrated how she found pleasure in his bossy attitude which later lead to... Certain events that helped him gain the title of "Kinky Crown" by the readers...
But... He’s showing only the pestering side to ... with a bit of arrogance, yes, but... Sohow..... It’s not really like he’s imposing himself on ... At least I can’t say I was "completely" against it...
I can’t really pinpoint the matter that bothers but I can say he’s slight — only by a speck — slightly different from the impression I had from him on the original.
Regardless, I still can’t confirm he’s actually different to the novel, though.
I would be stupid to declare that when I’ve interacted so little with him... Interaction where we really haven’t talked much, actually.
...
Tsk. We can’t risk it.
That is why I’ve co to a decision concerning this... "Ambiguous" relationship we are in right now.
The original is soon to start, so until then, I plan on placing a limit on his weird attitude.
Although he’s all hot and nice to look at and... Taste...
Ahem! He’s a man who we barely know and what I do know is not giving him positive points.
Hence... The next ti I see him... I have to make it so he can stop acting so rashly...
I do feel like he’s easier to handle than the other two psychos that I’ve t... But... I’m not quite sure of how to go about it with him...
The idea of giving him a peck in reward like I accidentally did when trying to make him leave doesn’t sound right to .
Even letting him kiss this much doesn’t seem right... It’s like he just... Wants Marianne’s body or sothing, and that’s surely not sothing I can overlook...
Ah!
... Now I know. Hahaha... I think I can work with that for now... At the very least, he’s sure to consider the offer... Right?
*******
I felt little vibrations calling for .
Curious about what was making able to feel them, I started to get myself out of the corner I was concealing myself.
Slowly, my sights beca clearer and clearer, and the sound beca less muffled and louder.
I can’t really be sure of how much ti had passed, but given the comfortable position we were placed on the Duke’s lap... It must have been quite a while that has passed to be in this relaxed posture.
’Well... This is an awkward position to co back to.’
"... Should eat now, before you end up going back to sleep, dear..."
’Huh? Anne??... Did you even take a little nap like this??’
"~..."
’Oh my God..... Fufufu~ our Marianne missed daddy’s cuddles huh~? How wash ouh Lady’sh nap? Gud? Likely?? No likey?? Pff~ so cute~’
"~~!!"
"Marianne?... Sweetie, are you still asleep~?"
’Fufu~ answer your dadda, Marianne, ~’
"....."
Her silence said it all.
The feeling of a killing stare... Wow... I guess I was too annoying there, hehe... I am now who’s recovering more of the body’s control so... It’s my bad.
’Ok, sorry. I’ll stop.’ — Giving her a heartfelt scared apology, I simultaneously shook my head to the Duke.
Trying to regain a bit of the lost dignity a woman my age needs to keep, I elegantly got up from the living seat I was seating on as I felt my body gain so flush from the embarrassnt.
Marianne’s Father only watched stand attentively, and once I had been standing for a while waiting for him to also stand up — since what I heard him say was sothing about going to eat — I glanced at him forgetting my embarrassnt and saw an expression on him I can’t really understand.
He looked the sa as always... However... He wasn’t smiling as he watched . He had a serious yet... A mild thinking expression displayed on his always gentle face.
However, It was only for a mont that I caught a glance of it, because he quickly changed it, replacing the flat line with a convex one with a soft smile.
’... Weird... Is he overthinking sothing again?... Anne did sothing happen while I wasn’t here?? I didn’t pay much attention but I know you guys didn’t talk much..... Did I actually miss sothing??’
"..??" — An ignorant response from her was all I got since she apparently was wondering the sa as I was.
’Hmm... Then, This is weird.....’
I just hope he’s not getting any weird ideas...
This is troubleso... Having to care this much... Sigh...
’Sweetheart, we will have to pay attention to him to know if there really is sothing, alright? Your Father has a record of growing concerned over anything, so let’s not think too much of this yet, understood?’
Telling her this, I attempted to calm her down from also growing worried. These two have the overthinking trait in common, so I need to at least ensure my roomie from getting all fidgety over uncertainties.
’... Now... Let’s go... Mister.’ — I said, unfolding my hand in front of him as Marianne sent a stranged sensation of how I had addressed her Father.
Even I felt it was weird to call him "Mister"... But I feel like it’s necessary for to call him this way now.
I need it, but I won’t tell her why I do.
’Does it sound weird?... While I was on my own I kinda thought it was better than "Sir"... I have these whims sotis... Like, you know... the one about your rear, for example, hehe.’
She gave a dubious sensation to my carefree comnt and pouted when I joked about my honest wish to make our booty more squishy.
With that, she left the issue as one of my random impulses, making my new lie a success.
I am sorry darling, but with this one, I’ll have to lie to you forever.
"Hmm? Where do you want to go, Marianne?" — Standing as he took my hand to wrap it on his arm, Mister Sylfinnier asked.
’Hmm? Didn’t you say we should eat??’ — In my head, I answered with another question as I gestured with my hand the action of drinking tea.
"... Oh... No, sweetie... I cannot make you walk all the way to the Dinning Hall when you are this exhausted... Paige should be waiting outside... We can ask her to go fetch a nice al for you... Oh! And don’t let that head of yours worry about His Majesty. He told you to rest knowing how overworked this journey has been for you, so do not feel concerned about any other thing for the rest of the day....."
Although I hadn’t even thought about the Emperor until he ntioned him, I appreciated his being preventive, and so, he watched nod to his warning, and pondered for a second to lastly say.
"... You’ve made truly proud today, Dear... Yet... only take care of your peace of mind and don’t let these unknown things overwhelm you. Be sure to rest well after we eat and... Don not forget that I love you, alright?"
His last words were certainly told with heartfelt truth, as well as faintly coated with a hint of sadness.
The Mister must have been overthinking things as I had thought... But the fond smile he gave as he finished... Gave the idea that maybe he had overco his inner conflict without the need for my intervention.
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