You Think I Won't Talk? Chapter 523

"Ahem... My Lady, it is a bath I need. I appreciate the thought, yet I would not... be as unthoughtful as to undress in front of you."

"... undress?"

"Yes."

"... Ah... o-oh! I-I am sorry, I offered such without much thought..." — I stuttered after seeing his fra under sweaty clothes. Feeling shaful while the bit of disgraceful self I kept in my being was about to let out brazen thoughts he tily interrupted.

"I will co back shortly." — The crown prince said moving quickly, not eting my eye. And I nodded in response as I feared the words that could co out would not be the ones of agreent but of brazen craziness. Putting down the basin in slow contemplation while embarrassnt made go mad.

’Marianne... why would you even think to say "go ahead and let see" uh?! Do you want him to think you are a perverted woman?! After all this ti we- uh- I have made myself look respectable and worthy??!?’ — Confused as also old habits ca back, it was myself who used the water to cleanse my face in an attempt to clear such dirty thoughts that did not stop flowing in my head. Using the first sheet of paper I could find to wave so air to myself so the blush could fade completely once I was to welco him back.

"Being two shed in one... I need to balance this new self I am promptly. Otherwise, so brazen things may happen when they should not yet...!!"

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"... Pathetic and dumb... there are no other words to describe myself now, bloody hell..." — Zeleskiaz regretted while clenching his teeth in embarrassnt, while also thinking back to the reasons that led to such an awkward encounter with his beloved.

— It’s late, man. Why are you still training at this ti? — A tired right hand had said once he found the crown prince in the training grounds.

— I need to focus on sothing else... to pass the ti at least. —

— Even so, shouldn’t you go and sleep a little? The duke invited you so you should look good tomorrow. —

— ... It’s not because of that that I need to pass the ti. —

— Whatever it is, it’s past midnight, what do you need to- —

— Past midnight? —

— Didn’t you hear the bell of the training grounds a while ago? —

"... I wanted to keep sane and patient in so manner. Doing so exercise would also take my energy away from trying anything uncalled for..." — The crown prince mumbled reminding himself why it was that at the end of his busy day, he decided to train his skills instead of going to his lonely chamber where his thoughts would only make him more impatient for a last encounter in the night. — "Yet while training myself to do so I made her wait."

— Biel. —

— What?... Uh- Woah, wait. Keep so distance, you’re a mass walking of sweat and I just ate. I don’t want to puke my al. —

— huff... If you were to apologise to a woman... what gift would you give? —

— ?? Did you already ss up? Then k*ll yourself, it’s the only solution, hehe. —

— Tsk. I’m asking this seriously. —

— Uh... aren’t flowers the only answer? Every woman I’ve t is happy when receiving flowers. —

"... Urg... I didn’t get to think much because of how late it was... I picked the first flower I found on my way and said so pathetic excuses..."

*Splash!*

"D*mn it...! She figured I was keeping my distance... this appearance was also an excuse to keep it yet such reaction broke my resolve to continue declining...!!" — Thinking of the depressed visage his love showcased after denying her welco, Zeleskiaz sighed and grumbled in pain. Troubled by what to do once going back to his lady’s side who still looked far more pure than him on the inside, for the intense desires continuously pressured for the flesh only marriage would bless.

"Once I go back I need to properly keep a distance... if... if we graze a little... I need to control myself and convey that tonight is the last I can go et her like this..."

— Thank you for the flower. —

"... uff..."

The recall of her soft and cold sound made him pause while in the warm water of his own bath... imrsing himself below as if to wake from a dream that took his breath, erging solely to cover his face in troubled delight.

’My surreal lady...’ — He thought while a smile could not be contained. — ’Oh... may I be conceited and believe... that you were upset because of my departure... because... you want the closest as I want you always...’

— Why take sowhere we could not be together for long enough... —

*SPLASH!!*

"F*CK! Why did I think about that!!?" — Distressed, he stood up, naked fully and needy of the cold the air would grant upon the water slipping down his skin. Excited by the beliefs few words and enticing stares conveyed in too short a ti and conscious of his promise to go back to the fresh seduction of a pure lady. — "If I go back feeling like this how will I keep these hands away from my love...! Eff*ng hell... Fenrir... if it is your beastly ways impulsing my blood into these strong desires... keep your fangs away I beg... at least while with her... I cannot let it loose when it is my lady’s flesh my all wants so badly..."

In a rush, covering himself to the feel of a chaotic beating of his heart made him turn to a mirror and beg a deity he despised. Swallowing down the thirst as the beauty of his love was pictured in a complex sensation... and only receiving a chilling shiver throughout his body, in a mocking way of an aid.

A scoff was released while the reaction was understood like a challenge from the fangs of the deity and his thirst for the caresses only appeared to heighten as he looked into the eyes his lineage owned.