'Bloody b*stard... Charming my child with that devilish smile... Ack! He pressed so hard! This will definitely bruise!!... Prick of a Duke I have... If not for the cute child I would finish your bloodline, d*mn it!'
Also standing from his seat, Francois thought as he watched his sly attacker speak with the Third Prince, slowly making his way to their side as he grumbled to himself.
"Go ahead, Third Prince. I need a moment with the Duke before we leave."
"...? Yes." — Bowing to the Duke, he replied, leaving the room to wait at its doors.
"..."
Clank...
"You D*mn F*ck! Are you crazy?! Are you also a madman?! You almost broke my shoulder!!"
"... And you think... Your son can't hear you?"
"... Orland..."
"... Maurice–"
"Oh! I've had it!"
"Hah! You've had it!? You?! I know what you want!! I know it!! I won't let it happen!! Ever!!! You hear me!? Over my dead body, my child will... My child will..."
