Chapter 154: [Bonus - ]Powers of the Demon Prince (2)
How disgusting and absurd. This princess who punched him in the face and spoke so.. so.. Conrad blinked profusely and his thought process halted as he stared back at the mother and daughter before him. It was then Conrad realised he could understand their words. They were speaking in that language again. But but how could he understand?
Was this another power?
What language were they speaking in and why? He glanced between Lady Loraven and Princess Evanna, they were speaking in hushed tones almost like they didn’t want anyone else to hear them. While he debated over this new revelation, the mother and daughter continued with their conversation.
"And stop antagonising Eleanor," Lady Loraven scolded.
The princess jumped up and spun on the spot. "You cannot expect me to be quiet when she insults you to my face. And if she cannot handle an eight-year-old child’s wit, then she shouldn’t be Queen-"
Her voice was muffled out by Lady Loraven’s hands. "*Watch your tongue.*" The King’s mistress glanced around the room as though a spy was already among them. Technically, Conrad was spying on them, but they didn’t know that, and there was no information thus far that might help him gain an advantage or more power within his family.
Lady Loraven released the princess from her hands and stood up with a sigh. "Rest now. The herbs I gave you yesterday will help in a tea to reduce the redness and bruising on your face. Evanna.." The princess now looked up at her mother; the tone in Lady Loraven’s voice left no room to argue. "While the Hart family is here, I need you to be on your best behaviour. Stay out of trouble, don’t argue with Eleanor in front of them. Be good to Prince Conrad.. I fear nothing looks as it seems with him. You will be spending more time with him than anyone else now."
"*Yes, mother,*" The princess replied obediently as Lady Loraven walked to the door.
"Oh, and Evanna.." Conrad and Evanna looked at Lady Loraven. "Make your bed again. Ger will not be free from his duties for at least a week. You cannot sneak out to see him unless you want to get him in even more trouble. Rest now. Tonight you will have to be presentable again."
Princess Evanna’s mouth parted, and the door closed behind her mother. With a sigh, she flopped back onto her bed, unaware of the floating prince above her.
So, she was sneaking out to see that servant boy. For some reason, that irked him even more, but he did not know for what purpose. Was he simply jealous that this illegitimate child still had close relationships outside of the obvious hateful glares of the Queen and first princess along with the nobles and even some servants?