His words... I could feel our pupils falter to the soothing feel his voice and countenance had as he asked once more. Furthermore, adding the confession of how this also brought delight to himself.
I had stayed staring again. Probably about to let my head wander even though he had just asked otherwise. But he apparently knew... because his head leaned, tilting lightly as he raised his brow of a slightly darker colour than his hair. Tender in his gaze to remind that I should answer now.
’! yes, it makes anticipate for it!’ — Hence, I responded. Without thinking. As he wished. With energetic nods as I grasped his hands in accordance with my eagerness.
But nodding wouldn’t do. At least that’s what I believe.
So I pulled out, to get my notes and stop talking with ambiguous stares.
My hands felt fast in their movent for once. And happier because of it, I started writing that sa thought I had answered him in my head... Although in more proper order... Since we are respectful Ladies, hehe~
[ Indeed. This compromise causes joy within , Prince Zeleskiaz. I am expectant to receive your letters and visit. ]
With ease, I wrote in my notes. Excited to use these words we could pull off thanks to the nobility we had in this world that was so entrancing in its setting... much to my dislike as the Author was a little idiotic by not showing everything it hid...
But that’s not the issue now.
’I’ll do my best to focus, Male Lead.’ — Dissing the thoughts, I ca to look at him to give the notes. But then again... it was unnecessary.
"Are you truly?"
’... so you read while I wrote...’
As if synchronised, his eyes lifted and t mine just as I wanted to show the ssage receiving his answer instantly.
Not even letting blink before he responded, I learned after hearing him ask for reassurance that he not only had peeked at my writing but had also leaned even closer to do so without noticing.
However. I was adamant about granting his request for instant answers. It was sohow like a challenge... one I was enjoying since it was thrilling.
Therefore, I simply nodded. Saying it was true... Since as far as I know... I haven’t told a lie in the letters I’ve given him...
"Truthfully... I feared rejection would co to this offer... Your stay in the Palace was quite eventful after all, Lady Marianne."
There was seriousness in his eyes, but it wasn’t one that made feel cautious.
The Prince was being honest with us again. Which I appreciate greatly since I could see he was concerned about us not enjoying our stay.
If I were him, I would also be concerned... but I had sothing worst at the ho we are going back to right now at the ti we got there.
So I can simply say I actually had fun at the Royal Palace.
[ I am sincerely expectant to this promise, my Prince. Our stay was indeed eventful, yet it was a srising ti we experienced at your Residence. Now, once I am ho, I can expect a friend’s letter and visit- ]
"?!"
His hand had snatched mine from continuing to write more.
It surprised a lot more since the carriage also jumped a little at a bump it had probably passed, but I couldn’t have the luxury to worry about losing balance since the Prince’s hand had mine firmly as a frown erged in his expression.
He kept silent for a mont, glaring at . Sohow conflicted while his eyes fell on my post-it notes once more.
"... I understand... You don’t need to elaborate further, my Lady." — He ultimately told us.
Although playing his cards wrongly. Because what I heard was more like an "I’m not interested to read more" in my ears. And that made go from touched, to angry in a beat.
’Well. Excuse for wanting to do what you told to, psychotic Prince!’
Retrieving my hand with the roughest movent I could produce, I turned in my seat to look to the other side. Greatly offended since he was being an a**hole.
... Maybe he wanted short answers... but I don’t like that... It could be because in these tis won shouldn’t speak that much... but I had thought... Sigh... Am I who isn’t understanding him? I had thought he wanted to know my thoughts and opinions...
"My Lady..."
’Shut up... I don’t want to hear you right now, kinky...’
I don’t get you... and it’s upsetting.
"... It is vexing." — He continued. Against my childish wishes. — "A word in your letter caused conflict within , my Lady."
"....."
"I apologise... I did not an to cause displeasure."
’... you’re weird... but...’
[ What caused the Prince to feel conflict in my words? ]
Lowering the sudden guard I had lifted, I asked the Prince that seed as dejected as I was. Honestly wanting to know what had upset him to be careful in the future. However...
"... I will not say."
"??"
"The Lady has secrets she has yet to tell as she wishes to tell them once her voice has recovered... This tiny thing... I will also tell you once your sound is regained."
’... what the... that’s so sly...’
"It is a silly thing."
Probably sensing how I pouted inside, he added with a fond expression before flashing his light eyelashes in a seductive gaze.
The mixture of a tranquil countenance to the fierce one his manly nature possessed sent a shiver down my spine. Only to top it off with another few words he uttered with an ease that could not compare with the effect they had in our head.
"Yet let keep it secret, my Lady. A silly thing it may be... but having intrigue is a good thing... If not for this existing intrigue, I would have not aided the Lady in that Spring Ball."
’... So... am I to believe it is nothing? But how do I know if-... oh... I get it.’
Realising what his intention was by calling it a silly thing, I smiled pleased at the effective intrigue he had planted in our mind.
’I will only know if it was silly or not once he tells ... And that won’t happen unless I recover our voice...’
Sly male lead... it makes want to take a peek at the letters I had written to find a clue... but maybe... Just maybe, I could act as he wants to on this occasion.
It does make want to try harder. Since learning secrets is... one of the things I enjoy the most.
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