Joseph was left dumbfounded with laughter by Charles' antics.
However, he could understand; inside the Palace of Versailles, his little brother truly didn't have many friends. After Alexandra arrived in Paris, she became one of the few peers he could play with.
What really occupied his brother's mind was that his swordsmanship often lost to the little girl and he hadn't won a single time against her—Alexandra was a head taller than him and also very intuitive with the sword. Thus, although Charles trained very hard, he was always soundly defeated by her.
Joseph patted Charles on the head and chuckled,
"You're a Bourbon too, why don't you just propose to her yourself?"
Unexpectedly, the little guy burst into even louder tears upon hearing this, "I've proposed to her."
"Oh? And did she say yes?"
"Sob, she said she doesn't want to marry a little brat…"
