Chapter 419
"... I am not a child anymore..." — Discreet he sighed in a soft pout.
"You aren’t. You have grown too tall for me to not need your aid now."
"... Mother, do go rest."
"... I know... I only wanted to at least hold your hand as if we danced tonight, my dear." — Stroking his embarrassed cheek, Norma chuckled. Turning around to enter her chambers as her offspring persisted. Although not forgetting to tell her following instructions. — "... Since you find that young lady pleasant... invite her to a short piece."
"... What?"
"You still have to dance with someone tonight. Or did you think if it wasn’t with myself then you wouldn’t need to dance?"
"..."
"She’s the Ninth, she’s Orland’s daughter, and most importantly, unlike with many, you are not as uncomfortable around her as you are with those you have danced before... Tonight, you should remain comfortable... And furthermore... continue as composed before those who want to probe your temper." — Knowledgable of the displeasure that was inundating her child before meeting his gaze at the Ball, Norma told with the clarity of her brown hues how no detail could be missed from her sight. Letting Clemente remain quiet for she could understand this blatant honesty was unexpected by her gentle son. — "Go back to your guests, the pieces will not begin if the celebrated one is not the one to start the dances. Such was my and your Father’s instruction. Good night, dear."
"..."
"My answer?"