"… Truly?"
'Y-yeah, I'm just uselessly obvious…' — She confirmed to the dubious Prince that watched her every inch doubting her denial to then tell a motive she could use instead as an excuse.
"Perhaps, it is that the wait tired you? We could take a seat if the Lady would like."
'Uh… Urgh~ But… But that will make things more difficult… I have to make it happen…' — Shaking once more her head, Marianne felt bothered by the intentions she had for they were becoming more difficult to achieve. Unaware, that without her interference, the needed meeting would occur.
As she correctly recalled, the Duke of Noverrne, Clemente Noverrne, had remained close to the guest his Father had brought to stay for this occasion. His strict attitude had not changed and little to no exchange was there between himself and the woman called Karina, unlike it was with her adoptive Father. For the young Duke knew him and was amiable to those friends of his parents.
