You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 377

The Crown Prince even though his acute hearing could have listened to the conversation the princess had with the lady a few steps behind, had not been able to, for his mother started to talk of simple matters, taking his attention off of the beloved walking along his sister.

Nonetheless, Princess Jasmine inheriting the mischievous ways of a tiny being... was aware of the plans of the lady...

"Rest well, Lady Marianne."

"Good night, my Lady..."

After both had told their farewells to the chosen child, the siblings walked together and before Zeleskiaz went in the opposite direction of his sister, Jasmine said small sentences, sowing within the man that also was human, some dim wish for relaxation.

"Lady Marianne appeared tired. I hope rest may be blessed upon her."

"... Indeed..."

"... Oh! Now that rest is mentioned... In days such as these, is it not a wonderful thing for the waterfalls to open?"

"... I suppose."

"When was the last time you have gone there, brother? As it seems, I would suggest for you to visit the waters... this effort you have been placing ought to release some tension so you will not run into ruining your labour again like you almost did today."

"Haaah... Mind your own business, Jasmine. I wasn’t going to ruin it like you say."

"I am merely suggesting... The place will aid your whole to cleanse off that impatience and frustration of yours even if for a little... Besides, as it is the first day the waterfalls tend to be empty for a fair time of the night."

"..." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"I think I will visit tomorrow. I have some oils I wish to also try." — Sly... aware that the oils were the ones she also gifted the lady she had also suggested to go there tonight, Jasmine chuckled inside. Malicious in her intentions for she wished to test the determination of her wild older brother by placing him in a situation where his instincts could go berserk and ultimately show her if the decision to aid his love was worth it.

"... It’s odd for you to talk about these measly things."

"Well. There are times I feel like it, brother of mine..." — Rolling her eyes feigning innocence Jasmine then took another corridor to walk, bowing slightly at her sibling as she had good expectations of what would happen if he was to fall in her lure. — "Good night, brother... I hope you find repairing rest so your hunt tomorrow will be as fruitful."

"... Why is she so happy? I can’t understand that kid." — Confused Zeleskiaz had mumbled. Glancing back in the direction his beloved was to pause and think of her for a moment before turning... To go to his Father’s presence.

The idea had been laid in his head already... and the second suggestion received by his father had ultimately led the Crown Prince to those resting waterfalls... solely thinking that finding relaxation in those peaceful waters would help his impulses settle... For today said impulses had been hanging on the edge of his restrain. Menacing to forfeit his gentlemanliness and indulge in the caged passion he had chained within the deepest of himself.

’I was supposed to calm myself...! Not become more crazy to the crave of her!’ — Conflicted at the recollection of the events and intentions that brought him to the resting waterfalls, Zeleskiaz’s fist punched the door on which he leaned. Emitting a dead sound of cracking stone... While the tremor it provoked was absorbed by his body. — "F*ck... I’ll be d*mned..."

Frustrated curses left him once more. Rushing him to the side of the mattress, where, taking off the blouse he had worn quickly to leave the baths after realising that remaining there where the two were alone was a terrible danger..... A strong, difficult and desperate sigh left him as he fell to sit on the bed, with a pained expression as his heartbeat relentlessly sped up.

"Why was she there??... I truly..." — Throwing on the floor the blouse, the water he had available was then reached by his hand. Gulping it down thirsty and feverish by the heat the view and sound he witnessed produced.

"I... haaa... I didn’t realise she was there until her lovely sound commenced to resound..." — Holding his nose’s bridge, a tired Zeleskiaz took his soaked head. Guilty by the excitement a prohibited sight induced in his young heart and body. — "I... I am going crazy my love... I... as if hypnotized... I even wished for it to be another of my dreams... For was that the case... I would have approached your endearing figure... and touched... What I am yet to be allowed..."

Swallowing the desire... the time of apparent daydream was recalled.

A bath that had let no sound disturb his hearing... where the natural fall of a stream was the sole melody inundating his world was to be listened... Zeleskiaz had soaked in the floods, releasing the tension his muscular body had accumulated and cleansing his skin from the sweat and dirt his fast wash could not reach.

"fuhhh..." — Sighing at the silence the place and his blank mind possessed, the Crown Prince took water in his hands, washing his face one last time before deciding to end the soak... and dress to leave the warm stance.

Wide, his frame moved the waters with slow steps. The gleam of the drops on his toned body did not matter to him at the moment he put on the clean pair of pants, combing back his wet hair right after, to then enjoy the slight cold on his upper body after leaving the warmth.

Deep inhalation and exhalation... his hand then unfolded to take the blouse he was to wear... stopping its movement dryly by the surprise an enchanting melody provoked.

"... E più... ti penso..."

"??!" — ’A voice?’

"e... più... ni manchi..."

’... This is... Latrishk’s language...’ — Understanding the meaning of the melody, the prince moved instinctively to the source of the sound of sweet fading voice.

"Ti vedo... coi~... Miei occhi stanchi..."

’... The more I think of you the more I miss you... I... see you with tired eyes...’ — The heart of the prince commented to race as the meaning of the song was told in an attentive mind... speeding up... stronger...

"... Anch’io vorrei... star’ lì con te... hmm~ mmh hmm hmh~..."

... Enourmously stronger once the words turned into the familiar hums he was used to enjoy every delightful night in the chambers of a dear beloved.