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"The answer is—"
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"The answer remains no, Penelope," Duke Harry responded, and Penelope pouted, shooting an arrow into Duke Harry's heart.
'Ackk, I can't tolerate the sweetness of my daughter, no Harry You need to keep focused and calm. You can't allow your daughter to handle a sword, 'Duke Harry thought.
"Father, why am I not allowed to learn swordsmanship?" Penelope inquires.
"Because..." Duke Harry replied, unsure of how to respond.
"Because?" Penelope asked.
"B-because you're a woman, Penelope," Duke Harry said, not knowing what he was saying.
*SLAM*
Duke Harry and Penelope were taken aback when the door opened to see Madam Giselle, who was extremely angry.
'Sh*t, don't tell me she heard everything,' Duke Harry thought.
"H-honey, I c-can explain," Duke Harry said to Madam Giselle, and Madam Giselle gave Duke Harry a death glare, which made Duke Harry seem pale.
*SMACK*
'RIP my soul,' Duke Harry thought before passing out due to Madam Giselle's smack.
"A-ah mom, is dad okay?" Penelope inquired, and Madam Giselle's expression brightened, making Penelope shiver down her spine.
'Oh, that scared me,' Penelope reflected.
"He's OK, honey," Madam Giselle answered, taking a seat next to Penelope.
"Alright," Penelope said.
"Oh right, Honey, I heard your talk with your father and I will make sure he accepts it," Madam Giselle remarked, making Penelope happy.
"Really? Oh, thank you mum, "Penelope responded, hugging her mother tightly.
"Dear, if you hold me like that, I might melt," Madam Giselle replied, and Penelope made a puzzled expression.
"Why melt?" Penelope inquires, puzzled.
"I think I'm going to melt because of your love, hun," Madam Giselle said.
"Oh, then I'll hug you, mother, till you melt," Penelope remarked, and this time it is Madam Giselle who is puzzled.
"Why is that?" Perplexed, Madam Giselle inquires.
"I will embrace you so that others will know how much I love her," Penelope remarked, and Madam Giselle touched her because of what her daughter said.
"Aww, that's cute; come here and give your mother a hug," Madam Giselle remarked, and the two of them hugged passionately.
Early in the morning
Penelope awakens due to the sun's rays, and she rings the bell near the bed in order for Mia to arrive.
After a few minutes,
Mia has finally come.
"What can I do for you, milady?" Mia asked.
"Help me to get dressed up," Penelope remarked as she stood up, and Mia nodded.
"All right, milady," Mia remarked as they entered the dressing room.
Penelope changed and went to the dining hall to eat with her parents, where she sat facing her father and mother.
"Good morning, sweetie," Madam Giselle remarked, smiling.
"Good morning, too, mum," Penelope answered, smiling.
"Ehem," Madam Giselle murmured before turning to face her husband.
"A-ah yes, good morning, child," Duke Harry said forcefully, smiling.
"Good morning, Father," Penelope greeted him with a smile before beginning to eat.
"Cough... cough...Penelope," Duke Harry remarked, faking a cough.
"Yes, father?" Penelope puts down her fork as soon as she hears her father speak to her.
"About the swordsmanship practice..." Duke Harry began.
"How about that, father?" Penelope inquires.
"I'll accept it now," Duke Harry responded, brightening Penelope's smile even more.
"Really? Mum, did you hear that Father accepted it? " Penelope replied cheerfully.
"Yes, sweetie, I heard it," Madam Giselle responded, smiling.
"Thank you so much, father," Penelope said to her father.
"Yeah," Duke Harry responded firmly, still smiling.
'I don't want to accept it, but if I don't, my wife will kill me with those,' Duke Harry thought.
Flashback
Duke Harry awakens in his own room, then notices Madam Giselle sitting in a chair beside his bed, a glum expression on her face.
"Love, what am I doing here? "I recall talking to Penelope," Duke Harry remarked.
"Harry, you will accept what Penelope requests," Madam Giselle remarked, and Duke Harry frowned.
"Giselle, I'm not going to let our daughter handle a blade," Duke Harry stated angrily.
"And why not?" Madam Giselle's questions
"Because she might be wounded while training," Duke Harry explained.
"It's part of the training, Harry; everyone will get harmed on their first attempt, just like we did," Madam Giselle explained.
"It's us, Giselle; I promised at our wedding that if I ever have a child, I won't let any bruise happen to him/her," Duke Harry said, which irritated madam Giselle.
"There are things we don't expect, Harry." "Sometimes the world doesn't proceed as we desire," Madam Giselle grumbled.
"I knew that—" Duke Harry was interrupted when Madam Giselle spoke.
"Then if you know that, you shouldn't be worried like that," Madam Giselle snarled.
"And what do you want me to do, Giselle, just stand there and do nothing, just watch my daughter get wounded?" "Is that what you're getting at?"Duke Harry replied to Madam Giselle.
"That's not what I mean, Harry," Madam Giselle responded.
"THEN WHAT?" Duke Harry yelled.
Madam Giselle was stunned for a moment because she hadn't heard her husband yell in a long time.
"A-ah, Giselle, I didn't want to shout at you," Duke Harry replied, and Madam Giselle's expression darkened.
"You know what, Harry, this isn't going to work," Madam Giselle stated as she moved closer to Duke Harry, and Duke Harry gulped.
"W-what are you doing, Giselle?" Duke Harry stammered.
But Madam Giselle did not respond, instead pushing Duke Harry into his bed and pinning him.
Duke Harry was in the Bottom, while Madam Giselle is in the Top, and Madam Giselle then whispered in Duke Harry's ear.
"Harry, it appears that you have forgotten that I am stronger than you," Madam Giselle stated, pulling a jar from her purse and letting Duke Harry see it.
It was full with rats, and Duke Harry is terrified of rats, but he doesn't tell anyone since they would use it against him.
"Giselle, put that jar down," Duke Harry urged.
"Sure, but on one condition," Madam Giselle smirked.
"In what condition?" Duke Harry inquired.
"You will let Penelope learn swordsmanship or I will let these tiny rats escape," Madam Giselle stated.
End of Flashback
'How could I have forgotten about rules 1 and 2?' Duke Harry thought before continuing to eat.
After about an hour,
Penelope changed her clothing after eating and is now wearing a white Elven Tunic dress. She then went to the training field where all of the knights of Constantine Estate practice.
As soon as she stepped into the field, everyone glanced at her in surprise and began to whisper.
/Isn't that lady Penelope?/
/Yeah, what is she doing here?/
/I don't know now, maybe she's going to see her father?/
/That is not possible./
/How could that be impossible?/
/She is dressed in a training outfit./
/Perhaps she wanted to train./
/that's fascinating/
/yeah/
Penelope, on the other hand, decides to disregard it.
'Finally, I can practice swords again,' Penelope thought.
To Be Continued...