Chapter 365
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A palpitating head, full of aggressive thoughts continued to anger the Crown Prince as he stomped his way to the open grounds from where the men were to start their competition.
Mounts and their pompous riders awaited a second song of the horn, a traditional custom the Empire had continued even as majestic trumps were available to make as a marvellous start.
Its sound incited the men’s wildness, and as one who had been to war to satisfy his boredom, Zeleskiaz felt little to its archaic melody. For the encounters he had crossed on his way were enough to flare his beastly means... as it was not only his love for the woman but also the deity living within his bloodline that felt indignation at the impudence the duchess and her youngest daughter had to approach him a second time.
’It burns... bearing boundaries ignites my rage.’ — Trying to keep control of his anger the impatience of his hand made it clench with destructive force. And yet, his efforts would be meaningless. For at the open grounds where the spaces demarked to entail in the hunt were... the nobles he disliked along those he despised prepared in wait.
"Bloody hell." — The Prince grimaced, furthermore as he caught sight of that one sibling of his beloved, who while arranging his gloves glanced at him, nonchalant and void of meaning in his demeanour. — ’Cocky to meet my eye, the b*stard.’
Still unaware of the deepness behind the investigation the Duke of Sylfinnier had his children under, the animosity against the brother was profound for the Crown Prince. As simple as it was for an enamoured soul such as his, the little interactions and behaviours from Paul were enough for his instincts to despise the distasteful’s audacity.
Correspondingly, as in their last encounter... his aura dared to oppose his.
’Hah... madman fits more his guts... and yet I am called madman since I can easily slice them out of him.’ — Zeleskiaz scoffed to himself. Conscious of the fame he had, while the truly corrupted one hid under a proper facade.
Nonetheless, as shameless the meet of his eye was, Zeleskiaz could do more. More so, as near the Sylfinnier’s heir was its head, the lady’s Father, with who behind the eye of many the Prince has conversed with the purpose of protecting the lady after informing of another menace haunting her.