Chapter 487
"Do you refer to your stack, my lady?"
"... uh, y-yes, haha~" — Being found out again with some manners of speech that had traversed into the one I am right now, I felt embarrassed as I took the post-it notes that I was showing him into my dress’s pocket. Trying to dismiss the fluster while going back to his side, trying to jest about this choice I came to. — "Nevertheless, do you not think that going back to writing my thoughts might aid the Prince?"
"?... What does the lady mean by that?"
"Well... it appears to myself that his highness has yet to accustom to my sound... It shall aid make the prince feel more comfortable." — While hoping to charm the innocence at times the Crown prince showcased I took his arm, ready to depart with a lightened mood. Meeting an expression that seemingly did not understand the small tease I wished to play. Looking at me as if searching for the words he would let out.
"... I am not uncomfortable... it is solely too entrancing to behold."
"... huh?"
"Was I to be honest... then I truthfully doubt getting accustomed to your sound will ever occur, Lady Marianne..."
"..."
"It feels chaotically pleasing with every little sigh you allow to come out."
I was left speechless at the adorable seriousness he decided to convey with his thoughts, and a need to squeeze myself to his side made me timid to continue looking into his deep eyes. Wondering how he could say such gallant things with a seriousness I apparently could not compete with.