Chapter 36: 036. The Crown Prince (3)
Food is food.
Veris was utterly astonished at the sight of the prince, Friedrich, calmly sitting and eating, completely unfazed despite having thrown his white gloves.
He looked like someone whose screws had come loose a long time ago.
His personality didn't seem particularly bad, but he also had a strong sense of the royal entitlement that came with being a member of the aristocracy.
"Maria, why aren't you eating?"
"...."
Whether he knew what Veris was thinking or not, Friedrich was fussing over Maria, who was picking at her food with a worried look in his eyes.
From just this scene, he looked like a warm-hearted older brother who cared for his younger sister. But the problem was that he held an anachronistic mindset that his sister's husband needed his and the emperor's permission.
"Brother, do you really intend to duel?"
"Well, there's no reason I can't, is there? I can think of it as just warming up after a meal."
"I think it would be better if you didn't fight."
Maria spoke to Friedrich in a voice that was small and hunched over, as if she were afraid her words might reach Veris's table.