Chapter 166: Demure Or Not?
Sitting in the couch in the living area, Talia poured herself a glass of water and wanted to go through the comments of the hundred articles written about her recent encounter with Vivian and the press. She was amazed the speed these reporters work.
Rebecca stopped Talia and took it upon herself to go through the comment section of the articles. She didn’t want Talia to get hurt in case there were negative comments.
"Sir Robert, you didn’t stop me from speaking out to the press. Why is that?" Talia asked Mr. Ed who was sitting in front of her. She didn’t regret speaking out, but she wondered how her behaviour will be accepted by the people of Rosandale. She really couldn’t understand the smile embedded in Mr. Ed’s face.
" You think our great citizens of Rosandale might find you uncouth?" Mr. Ed smiled, "You stood up for your right. Meeting your grandfather is your right and so is Northern Star. Actually, no Princess of Rosandale would be expected to bow her head and accept what is thrown at her by others; especially the High Council of Esteria."
Talia nodded with a smile. How did she forget the differences between Esteria and Rosandale? And what she spoke today was about her own grandfather. Majority of sane people won’t be able to find fault with her.
" Your grandpa must have a very good name in your country, Tallie...many are wishing him well and are sympathising with him. Many are asking the Council to let him meet you..."
Rebecca was all smiles as she read the comments. But there were still some vile comments invoking Cyrus’ death and that she is a monster and that Jerome Brunton would be much safer away from Talia.
Vile trolls! They don’t matter.
Talia smiled seeing the joy in Rebecca’s face. Rebecca was happy as if people were talking on her own behalf.
As Rebecca was talking to Talia while scrolling through her comments, the door opened and in came that tall, handsome figure with red hair. At one glance Talia could see the worry in his face.
He feels bad now? Idiot Fred!