You Think I Won't Talk? Chapter 147

Zeleskiaz’s heartbeat began to gain peace as he learned what the long text hid.

A new opportunity that implied he had yet to be hated by the Lady, one that ensured more encounters, more chances to be near her lovely figure and most importantly... To befriend her as he should, learning more of her fascinating personality and at the sa ti... Redeem himself to show the commitnt he placed on the rosy sunset kiss, pledging to own her as she already does with his soul, courting her as the Lady’s elegance deserves.

’The rumours she heard... Might all be true..... Yet I won’t let that harm our relationship, Lady..... My craving’s motive is yet to be known to myself..... But it is certainly not unfounded.’

"It was your intriguing existence that drew into those cravings, Lady Marianne... Yet... As to my answer to this generous proposal... I ask of you to grant it upon because the anguish I have felt ever since I left your chambers yesterday... Is one that I only want to suffer if you are not near , instead of it being over the uncertainty the results of my unbecoming behaviour may inflict on your perceptions."

Zeleskiaz’s response ca out with confident aning as his manly low voice, listlessly peachy and wistful, reached her ears, sending a caress with its pleasant sound, overwhelming her being with suffocating distress.

’Hnnng... This tension I feel is no good..... I feel like he’s driving in with his natural seduction skills.....’ — Elizabeth thought, frustrated at his passionate eyes, apparently devoid of lies, eventually causing the woman to dainty avert her eyes because her flushed cheeks had started to gain more colour the more their gazes t.

If not for her host’s condition, the girl would have bit her lips in reaction to how strongly she wished to believe his sincere words.

’... His way of acting with must have turned dumber..... Use well this chance I’m giving you, Crown Prince... Because seeing how things are turning... I feel you won’t be the only one having a hard ti with these conditions...’

Her body was trembling slightly, harmonizing with the thrill of the current silence the two were in. She had not enough experience to know that the weak shivering of her body and the hazy thoughts roaming her, were the manifestations of her own desire to feel his touch as the weight of the man’s fierce eyes laid on her, restraining their lust.

"..."

How she avoided returning her sights to et Zeleskiaz’s had him on edge for how gorgeous she posed as the embarrassnt from his declaration painted her visage in juicy pink.

Admiring her figure... Sumptuously entrancing, he also had drowsy statents to declare in the nonplussed lands of his mind before breaking the agonising pause.

’Hahh..... Lady... If not because of what we’ve discussed... Your body would be surrounded by mine now... This ought to be the most complicated tis I have co to experience...’

"... Fuuhhh....." — Preparing to speak, the unsettled Crown Prince dropped a long inaudible breath, and showing a gentlemanly composed stance, he spoke, not letting his voice nor eyes dismiss their srized display. — "Have these declarations... Permit us to seal an agreent, Lady Marianne?"

"..."

Weakly, she answered with a nod as her eyes ca back to look at him, peeking shyly because of how blunt her declarations must have been to the Prince for how much he shared.

’Yeah... We did... So please stop staring at like that. I’m getting too conscious of your hotness and that doesn’t help the agreent, "My friend"...’

"..."

"....."

’Oh! Co on!!! Do I have to do everything?? Speak, d*mn it!!!..... Should I leave? Do you want to leave, huh?! Exasperating b*stard... This is what happens when you don’t have social skills, Anne. Look at this guy, he’s muter than us. If you didn’t have here, I can assure you that people would go bald as we are about to do right now when dealing with you too... No offence... But you can also feel the frustration, right?... Great, See? That’s what I an, gurl~ frustrating as f*ck, bloody hell...’

Seeing how the silence between them had co back after a short sentence, the outspoken soul began to reproach the situation she was in again, establishing a conversation with the naive child sharing her space before taking asures to end the torture she kept falling into from this morning.

Taking grasp of the paper stack, she then ca forward to help the Crown Prince who had no notion of what to do next to continue the conversation for he was lost in her delicate existence before him.

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[ Then, Your Highness... I was told that this is your office. Do you spend many hours here? I believe your position must have many responsibilities to attend to daily... May I be mistaken? ]

"..." — Staring at the text I had just written... I’m sure my inward dead eyes were the sa we usually display since the ssage was as dull.

’... h~ it’s better than asking about the weather. At least, with this one, I won’t seem that desperate to stop the awkwardness.’

No one can help here, and it might be the Prince who actually needs more help right now if you ask .

Hence, with that in mind, I handed the post-it note to the mute comrade.

He took a mont to read the note and after lifting his eyes to look at again, a corner of his mouth lifted mischievously before speaking, giving a restless sensation.

"Yes... I do have many responsibilities, however, I do not stay here all day... There are many things to do, yet I have co to find very efficient ways to execute them."

’Oh... That’s good...’

"... Although, I believe I must convey... That there is no need for you to concern yourself about my schedule, My Lady."

’Uh??? I never–!’

"Any schedule I have... I shall arrange it so I can spend it with you."

"....."

"... I truly wish to befriend you as we have agreed, Lady Marianne... To start with, the previous days before your arrival, I had advanced in most pending procedures to leave more of my ti at your disposition."

’... W– Woah..... Th–... I have to say that’s so dedication to show for a guest...’

Amazed at his comnts, I blinked multiple tis since I never expected him to say and do that much.

And so, feeling that it was ti to add my share to the conversation, I wrote so more comnts on the free notes that weren’t in his power.

[ It must have been very exhausting to leave most of it prepared, thank you for taking the trouble as I guess you wanted to make , your guest, comfortable. ]

’That’s right... If he invited and never appeared I would have felt really out of place.’

"... Exhausting... I may differ on that, My Lady."

’Huh? Then what? Did you like working that much??’

"More exhausting... Was the wait for the Lady’s arrival."

"...."

’Goodness~... So... I’m guessing that... This is how he’ll play it... The "befriending" thing.....’

What can I even say to that? He clearly is being friendly... but the light flirting is making quite the impression...

These are the tis when I like our condition...

Ah~ it’s so good he can’t see how taken aback I am every ti those smooth flirtatious lines are said by that illegally nice face... And body...

’Right... He’s very muscular and buff... How much does he train to be that yumm–... Well built...?’

It could be a Male Lead setting too... In the book, it was ntioned that he went to war and ca back like a hero. So I guess it’s a given he would have such a large physique...

"My Lady?"

"?"

’Huh? Oh... Right... Was I staring too much??’

Finding his curious eyes once I lifted my eyes to look at him, I understood that my mind was diving right into its favourite hobby.

Fortunately, he called out to . If not, the wandering doofus I have for a brain would have just shalessly gone into a trance about his muscles when I have him right in front of .

’I shouldn’t go there~ dangerous thoughts are no good for my pureness~’

Taking a better grasp of the pencil, I resud the conversation telling a singing playful truth to the one who held most of our purity.

[ I am sorry, I was lost in thought for a mont, Your Highness. ]

"... Is there sothing else causing concern to the Lady?"

’Oh boy... You can’t even imagine how many things I should be concerned about~’

But...

[ There is nothing bothering at the mont, Your Highness. ]

"..." — I stayed silent at the ssage I was supposed to be giving him, pondering if I should add sothing else I had in mind.

For a second, I thought of simply hand it to him as it was, but then, the realisation that I was holding back on being truthful to my honest personality made add what I was just avoiding to add.

Although he could misunderstand it’s aning, I feel like not telling all I want to say wouldn’t be right.

The Duke gave these notes so I could communicate. And whether people don’t get what I an or add aning to my words, I shouldn’t just shove them inside and keep them locked.

One must always say what they want to say... Even if one isn’t heard.

Because then, later no one will be able to tell us those cowardly lines...

— You never told . —

— You never said anything. —

— Why did you never talk to about that? —

’Heh... F*ck it... I won’t feign my thoughts for anybody.’

[ There is nothing bothering right now, Your Highness.

It is only that, suddenly, this conversation felt oddly pleasant to have. ]