Chapter 427
[ Your mindfulness troubles myself at times, Crown Prince. ] — With a bit of hazard, she wrote for the man.
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[ Tonight... your hand coming for mine in a dance is something I have been waiting for throughout the Ball. ]
"... You were waiting... my Lady?" — Stunned, the man that had looked the other way lifted his head to watch the Lady, whose sincere yet shy hues glinted as they came to meet his violet. Nodding lightly... to then say more in her writings.
[ I was waiting... I looked for the Prince yet could not find his presence... ]
"... Did you truly, my Lady?" — Suddenly, something else was lit within Zeleskiaz because of her frail attitude. Slyly forfeiting his humbleness, wanting to become brazen... drawing nearer so her gaze would not look away thanks to the closeness. — "Was my presence... truly being sought by yourself?"
’... y-yes...’ — Nervous yet without space to escape him, Marianne nodded, refuging her gaze in the notes as she wrote some more. — [ For a moment... since His Highness has told before his wish to have my every dance... A thought crossed my mind, thinking the Crown Prince was displeased with myself. ]
Marianne’s essence conveyed how troubled a feeling she experienced while being this thoroughly honest with the man sitting next to her. Taking all of his breath away with such lovely words for he had felt more than displeasure but enraged jealousy once deprived of her hand... Although ashamed of it... for he acknowledged no fault was in the lady.
"...." — A brief moment of silence was created as he tried to comprehend what Marianne’s honesty could mean. Coming to no true understanding... and deciding to continue to be truthful to the also honest beloved. — "As I said... it would be selfish of myself to be displeased by it..."
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