You Think I Won't Talk?

Chapter 142



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[ Then, does that mean we can play and eat together today? Marvellous! ]

Dioclecià had glimmering eyes as he stared at the little text the Lady had now given him. He was expecting to be dismissed after her question on his schedule and had felt grief to think that the kind Lady was also not happy with his presence.

Yet, the gaze she looked at him with was simply honest and bright, conveying her true delight for having him visit this morning.

Shyly, he intended to answer as controlled as possible, holding his joy from being obvious in his voice as the Prince answered.

"I... It is only for breakfast, My Lady..."

To his answer, the Lady rolled her eyes downwards letting the tender lids wither as she tilted her head in apparent disappointment.

"Hm? What has the Lady inquired on, Dioclecià?..... Oh..." — Leaning to selfishly read the message meant for the Little Prince, Francois slightly lifted his edges’ corners, pleased at how the Lady was behaving just as nicely as he had expected her to and even excelling his predictions.

"Fear not, My Lady. Dioclecià could make good use of a break from his studies for today. A Prince should also make friends and I believe Lady Marianne would be a great influence on my son... Do you not agree, Third Prince?"

"!!! Y-Yes! Uh-... M-My Lady! If you may have me for today, then I would gladly leave today’s studies for tomorrow!!"

Excited by the unexpected permission, the child tensed his body to let a stronger voice come out instead of the low volume one he had been using from cautiousness.

Following his eagerness, accordingly to the ambience, the foreign soul moved the possessed body in a cheerful way that exuded the elation that could not be performed on her delicate visage.

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