Belhart just stared. Meanwhile, Monna then added.
"I'm not as stupid as you think, Your Majesty. I read a lot, heard a lot and also saw a lot. Not very much though. Only in moderation. But that's more than enough. Then you can't think that I'm a stupid woman. "
Monna reflexively became a little emotional. Where Monna realized that Belhart actually never said he was stupid directly. But somehow Belhart's accusation just seemed to corner her.
Regardless of whether the accusation waa true or not.
Because if based on his memories from the past to the novel that Monna read. Cattarina Bourston was indeed a lazy person and was more concerned with foreign things outside of her mind. The performance of her brain was only limited to making it difficult for others, hurting and harming others.
So, regardless of how it used to be. The brain was only filled about Belhart, Belhat and Belhart. Still, her brain didn't work very well. Because she had devoted her full attention to that man.
However, the situation was now a little different.
Belhart couldn't go around equating Monna's brain with Cattarina's.
Where Monna's brain also entered Cattarina's empty soul. So that now Belhart cannot just think that she was a stupid woman. Never used her brain. And never think too far ahead.
Until then, Belhart who was pelted with expressions like Cattarina's words just made him extremely confused. Because he himself didn't really mean to think like that.
So then Belhart tried to defend himself.
"I never said such a thing, Catty. No and not yet, " Belhart said honestly.
Monna then looked at him very calmly.
"It's good if it's like that," She said while nodding.
Then when she realized something, Monna spontaneously looked at Belhart quite seriously when that familiar nickname came back to her ears.
"Wait a moment, Your Majesty. May I ask you something?" She asked, more concerned with what was bothering her.
"Yes. Say it, "
"Since when did you start calling me by that nickname? Catty? The nickname is usually only my parents and also my brother who pronounce it. So, is it possible that now you start to follow their speech style ?? " Monna asked doubtfully.
Belhart immediately became embarrassed and didn't know what to reply, only for a few seconds. Just clearing his throat and his mouth suddenly became cramped for no apparent reason.
"I'm just trying to follow your wish," Belhart replied curtly.
Monna just stared at him with a frown.
"What does it mean? When did I ever make a wish like that ... "
Monna just stopped her words. Realized that Monna had never asked for it. But somehow with Cattarina. The woman may have asked for it.
Belhart immediately gave the answer.
"In the past. When you still have feelings for me and when you still want me to pay attention to you, "
There was a kind of wound and there was a kind of pain that Belhart suddenly felt. Not thinking and thinking that the word "the past" will hurt him. That simple word seemed to slice through his formerly fine and steel-like heart.
Meanwhile, Monna, who was still digesting the sentence well, could only listen in silence. Where as expected, it was Cattarina who personally wanted this.
Too fond of Belhart that even unreasonable requests were allowed. But when a thought crossed her mind.
"But, didn't you refuse to do it then? Not willing .. I mean, not willing and not wanting. So why now, without being asked again, have you agreed immediately?"
Monna's stupid and clueless gaze was clearly displayed. Made Belhart eager to say the true words that he has been feeling and thinking all this time.
But because of feelings of prestige and also fear of being laughed at. Belhart hurriedly looked for another most plausible reason.
"This is because we have become husbands. And it is very natural to call a short or special designation for each partner. Isn't that strange? " Belhart asked back.
Monna immediately nodded in agreement.
Yes. It was true. But were we really a married couple?
Monna, who was eager to say that, could only mutter softly in another question sentence.
"Ah, so for practical reasons?" Monna muttered very quietly. So that Belhart, who was hard of hearing, just asked in confusion.
"Yes?"
Meanwhile Monna just shook her head.
"Um, no. Forget it. I forgot what I just said. The point is I am a quite sensitive person. So any rumors that pass in front of me often enter my ears and brain, "
Belhart then looked deeper into Catty with a mocking smile.
"You're not as sensitive as you say, Catty. Not at all,"
Monna just spontaneously stared blankly or stupidly, then asked.
"Me? How can be like that?" She asked, did not understanding.
Belhart then changed the subject.
"Nevermind. The point is I'm quite surprised at the information you have. Because you seem to understand a lot more than I imagined, "
Monna was silent. Didn't reply and didn't say anything.
"So it is better if we end this discussion here. You rest. We'll talk about this sometime, " Belhart said, ending their conversation.
But Monna just stopped it suddenly.
"You just want to say that only?" Monna asked who was worried and afraid that the man would ask further questions and made him feel uncomfortable.
Belhart just looked back at her.
"Yes. What else do you think I want to ask again? You still want me to ask a lot of things? " Belhart asked casually.
Making Monna just shook her head quickly.
"Not. Looks like I really need rest. So you can go anywhere. Please, " Monna replied.
Belhart then raised an eyebrow. Stopped all the urge to go straight away.
"You kicked me out?" He asked.
Monna spontaneously looked down.
"Impossible to dare, Your Majesty. How could I .. "
"You forgot what I told you? Stop talking formally to me when it's just the two of us. Following the manners in the palace is indeed important. But are my orders not important enough for you to carry out? " Belhart complained sharply enough.
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