You Think I Won't Talk?

His words... I could feel our pupils falter to the soothing feel his voice and countenance had as he asked once more. Furthermore, adding the confession of how this also brought delight to himself.

I had stayed staring again. Probably about to let my head wander even though he had just asked otherwise. But he apparently knew... because his head leaned, tilting lightly as he raised his brow of a slightly darker colour than his hair. Tender in his gaze to remind me that I should answer now.

’! yes, it makes me anticipate for it!’ — Hence, I responded. Without thinking. As he wished. With energetic nods as I grasped his hands in accordance with my eagerness.

But nodding wouldn’t do. At least that’s what I believe.

So I pulled out, to get my notes and stop talking with ambiguous stares.

My hands felt fast in their movement for once. And happier because of it, I started writing that same thought I had answered him in my head... Although in more proper order... Since we are respectful Ladies, hehe~

[ Indeed. This compromise causes joy within me, Prince Zeleskiaz. I am expectant to receive your letters and visit. ]

With ease, I wrote in my notes. Excited to use these words we could pull off thanks to the nobility we had in this world that was so entrancing in its setting... much to my dislike as the Author was a little idiotic by not showing everything it hid...

But that’s not the issue now.

’I’ll do my best to focus, Male Lead.’ — Dissing the thoughts, I came to look at him to give the notes. But then again... it was unnecessary.

"Are you truly?"

’... so you read while I wrote...’