A moment of ponder transcurred while the right hand thought on the circumstances that may follow, sighing as he naturally told the thoughts.
"So there's no answer yet, huh… the Duke's a tough one. He also hates your existence, it'll be a miracle- Yes, I'll stay shut." —At the glare received in the silence, the right hand hoped to save the peace in their conversation, letting the crown prince continue, aware of what Biel hushed.
"Even if he doesn't allow the 'miracle', it does not matter… nothing, even his denial will ever be able to stop my heart from beating for her, for my beloved lady."
"…"
"….. Enough of this. Let's not talk about this any further, even I myself am aware of how odd it is for you to see with how I already feel it."
