You Think I Won't Talk?

’That’s right~ hehe... Be careful with the drooling baby~’

There’s no way I cannot enjoy this moment.

I mean, I just need to look at poor little Theressa clenching her fist over there to know I’m killing it... And her.

’Hmm... Careful Theressa~ your face is about to become uglier with the frowning~’

Ah~ I knew this visit would bring some good stuff~~

Even Marianne is laughing at my great punch lines.

I got distracted for a moment.

Feeling delighted by the scenes I’m sure to witness at the Royal Palace now that Theressa has made a promising start, I failed to notice the Duke coming closer.

Hence, I flinched at the unexpected touch I felt in my right hand.

Although he took it with care, I still flinched a bit in surprise since I was absorbed in enjoying the wonderful vision I got for the following days.

I turned to look at him instantly, and even though once I saw it was the Duke, I grew concerned about if my reaction made him feel bad. However... the idea was washed away promptly by the sweet expression he was looking at me with.

"My child... How gorgeous appearance you grant on us today..... I must thank Madame Fannie later....." — Marianne’s Father took a peek at the people present and leaned closer to me to whisper his last playful words. — "... Although... It’s my daughter’s glamorous being that’s causing her design to beam this brightly~"