You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 373

Never before had the Princess dared to menace the Crown Prince with death... Not even as many times her pure heart ached at the pets killed by his hand had Jasmine promised to forfeit his existence.

And yet... before him, her glare conveyed clear determination and the anger she had not exposed in words even if reasonable.

"You will kill me? Is it today the chosen day for my siblings to spout nonsense?"

"Consider it as whatever you wish, Zeleskiaz. Yet Lady Marianne does not deserve such a rushed confession. Even if you felt the urge to tell it thanks to the women’s taunt... Do it properly, solely once you two are alone."

"... So you do want me to tell her-"

"No." — Jasmine interrupted. — "What I want is for Lady Marianne to experience the romance us elegant women expect. I doubt saying it at such a time has any kind of romanticism... It is a shame it is you who has feelings for her. I do not know if she even likes you back. Therefore, doing it in public like this was a reckless thing to do, Older Brother."

"... Sigh... I’m going crazy." — Losing to the exhaustion his restrain provoked, Zeleskiaz lastly exhaled frustrated at Jasmine’s sayings. Conflicted for his many thoughts were aching to have something happen... anything... between himself and the woman his heart raced for and his hands yearned to touch as shamelessly as once he had done out of wild impulses. — "I... It’s more maddening that I even find reason in your d*mn words Jasmine..."

"... You have changed. Such I admit..." — Reticent, Jasmine said, guarding with her eyes the place where the lady and her Mother had moved to. Becoming shy as she continued to be honest while Marianne could not hear their conversation. — "Yet... do not let it be for nothing. I... I-I do kind of wish... for the lady to be my sister in law..."

"..."

"Yet I also don’t want you as her husband! If you are to be this impulsive and aware of your bloodthirst, it appalls me, sincerely... Lady Marianne is-"

"Precious..... Preciously delicate." — This time it was Zeleskiaz who interrupted the princess... loosening the frown he had maintained while conversing with his little sister. Also becoming honest as he knew the concern his sister saved within. — "I am also... too aware Jasmine... I... that bloodthirst you are worried about... I also am concerned about... However, it has become pure yearning to care for my lady... all I want... all I wish for is her endearing being... she is all I want to protect for all eternity..."

"....."

Awestruck by the pain Zeleskiaz demonstrated while looking at the place his beloved could be peeked at, Jasmine was left without speech. Unable to believe such heartfelt sentiments were spoken by her Brother, whose blade had been tainted so much by the blood he enjoyed extracting from whoever out of entertainment... merciless and indifferent to anyone’s life... as far as she was aware of.

"... These words you have told..."

"..."

"Do you sincerely mean them? Brother?" — The awe was placed aside by her reason. And so, Jasmine stared intensely into Zeleskiaz’s eyes, which at this time had no harshness within them as he was still overwhelmed by the feelings words did not suffice to express unfolding in the deepest of his spirit.

"... I do." — He said, softly smiling at the sister he had not granted kindness until this day. Returning his purplish turning pinkish hues to admire the busy lady accompanying the Empress, to now convey out of breath as if saying it to Marianne herself how his being felt for the owner of his deepest affection. — "I... I love her... maddeningly so..." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"..."

"So much I welcome this kind of dreamy madness without any disavowal."

The eyes of the princess came to also stare at the gentle Marianne, pondering blankly as the surprise was tried to be quelled.

’To think... he even loses breath while saying it...’ — Jasmine lastly thought, discreetly grinning to herself as she pictured a future with the lady as her sister-in-law. Yet also glad, for the instinct of a speck living within her found delight in the confirmation, as those who shared a link with her owner and that on who was her man were as enamoured... as devoted and as protective of that who the spirit once served and saw as a friend.

"Alright."

"...? What is?"

"I allow it."

"Hah. I don’t need-"

"Oh, you do." — Sly, Jasmine immediately corrected the displeased Crown Prince, indicating why it was so. — "Dioclecià may have been aiding you as an innocent child could. He goes overboard even, most of the time I may say."

"..."

"Nonetheless, do remember conversations between women differ to those between men... I am certain I can get more of her to place mind of you as a man than a child is able... Dear Brother."

"... Are you trying to deceive me so I don’t get in your way? You always interrupt me once I go to her."

"Something is to be sacrificed in order to get better results. However, you are mistaken." — This time, it was Jasmine who granted a smile to her brother, one sweet and pure, unlike that she usually portrayed for the eye of the people to see. — "... I want a sister."

"..."

"You may look at me as sceptic as you want. Yet it does not change the truth." — Starting to walk towards the place the lady was, Jasmine announced to her brother. Glancing slightly at him from over her shoulder to tell with the usual disinterest in her tone to follow her. — "What you told the guard, you may tell me later. Do not stay there now, brother. We ought to dissipate Mother’s displeasure and... maybe I will also aid you in escorting the lady back to the palace as you initially intended."

"... You will keep getting in the way, however."

"Why do you think so?"

"You are as selfish as I am even if we dislike such similitude."

"... I am. Nonetheless, remember what I said: I want a sister... a

And something is to be sacrificed for a better outcome... Were you not a great tactician? Hero of the Empire?"

Annoyed by the confidence his little sister showcased as she drifted away in a good mood, Zeleskiaz still followed behind her to ultimately walk by her side.

’Bloody kid...’ — The Crown Prince thought frustrated by being played with because his senses numbed when near the beloved’s presence. However, deep within his reluctant self, the conversation with the princess pleased his soul. For his character had changed his previous frivolity... and the family he was part of was slowly changing its value in his life the more advice was given so the love of the lady he was devoted to could be earned.

"Have the ladies all left?" — Jasmine inquired as she approached her Mother.

"... They have... I was talking a tad with Lady Marianne. Did you children take care of what I asked you?"

"We did, dear Empress."

The doubting brow of their mother lifted to confirm what she truly wanted to be solved had been done. And the tall son nodded calmly, adding some more words to those of his smiling little sister, provoking a glad grin to appear in their mother’s corners.

"Indeed... We have, Empress. Lose concern of those matters."