
Finish me...
Clara's face looked pale. Seeing the presence of someone who has not met for months. But now, that person was standing before him with a vexed expression.
"I-I mean Duke Wayne..." Clara recalls her first sentence. Greet Hendrick who is still sitting.
Clara normalized her face, she glanced there - here to look for someone again. Which he probably thought would come here too.
"Hellen's not here. At first he forced to come. But I didn't think he'd leave here with the brengse - I mean Prince Rovers." Hendrick cleared his throat, fixing the way he called Rovers.
Then his gaze turned to the silent rode. He did not say a word after Hendrick came and rebuked Clara. Because after all, this man was closer to Clara, automatically his longing for this girl had piled up.
"So you've come. With who?" Ask Hendrick on the Scenes.
"I came with my cousin, Valentina Harold."
Hendrick knitted his brows, "Ouh. that girl."
Hm? Why is the response so?
"It looks like I'm going to go see my uncle. So, excuse me." The saw bowed to Hendrick and stepped away from the two men. The rote thought they were going to enter longing mode after he left.
Clara stared at the departure of the Goat, but she still wanted to interview the man for the case of the syndrome he was dreaming of. But whatever the power, Hendrick's whereabouts are more important than his own sources.
"Oi, you haven't answered my question."
Clara looked at Hendrick, because Hendrick was taller than her, so Clara needed to look up. He frowned, feeling something was off about Hendrick's question.
"I'm the one who should ask that. After sending the last letter two months ago. No reply from you, I've only asked for a reply from you all this time."
"uh? The last one sent me that letter, you forgot?"
Clara quickly shook her head. Refuting Hendrick's statement just now. Clara was the last to send a letter.
"Not Mr Hendrick! But I'm. I remember very well, in the middle of winter I sent you a letter. Did the letter not arrive?"
"Not a single pigeon is perched in the window of my room." Hendrick answered honestly.
"Eh? So the letter didn't arrive?!" Clara shrieked loudly, making Hendrick cover both ears.
"Maybe..."
Hendrick had been waiting for a reply from Clara. The letter I was waiting for did not come. Wanted to write another letter, but his prestige was too high to do that. Plus he was suddenly stupid to string the word that the media he wrote was a letter paper that would be sent to Clara.
It was also Hellen who wrote Clara's reply to her. But after the first reply, Hendrick began to watch over his younger brother while he was writing the letter. He warned - would if only his sister re-wrote the absurd in it.
And now, Hendrick's wait is being paid twice as much. As he carries a message from Ranunculus to Agapanthus, Hendrick instead gets a surprise with the presence of Clara. The girl who fled to Hortensia instead saw him sitting relaxed in the lavender garden. In his memory, Hendrick would remove the figure of the Cheltic Jade that was beside Clara.
"Did Mr Hen-I mean Duke Wayne hates Valentina Harold?"
"Call me as usual."
Hendrick sat on the grass like Clara did. As far as the eye could see, all he could see was a stretch of lavender.
"All right." Clara nodded small. Clara was familiar with Hendrick before she became acquainted with Emperor Hortensia. Then it doesn't matter if this time the emperor's warning is broken?
"On your question, the answer is no. No one hates Valentina Harold. If it's Hellen, he just doesn't like her."
"Why doesn't Allen like him?"
Just one sentence from Hendrick explained everything. Answer Clara's question. No need to tell everything, Clara is not that stupid to put together a common thread in the story with just a sentence.
A girl who loves someone, especially when that person loves her. Then the girl will take the man as her own and no one will take him. Possessive term.
This case also happened to Hellen. He who is engaged to the crown prince feels the need to keep the man so that no one can seize him.
But then came Valentina. The second most beautiful girl as Herbras. And she shows her interest in Rovers as a woman seeking her love. Hellen realized it, and it all ended as Clara could see.
Clara was thinking. When Hellen arrived with his fiancee, what expression would Valentina have? And how did it react? Will she brightly snatch Rovers from Hellen or will she just calm down and end up being a sad girl?
"Stop thinking in front of me with your stupid face. I warned you repeatedly. You forgot or what? It's so stupid." Sindir Hendrick is not responsible.
Clara belittles. Though George who is more fierce than Hendrick has softened his attitude. But after months, Hendrick did not change at all. He remains a reliable insinuating man who is good at offending and making people hurt by words.
"Thank you for reminding me. I am forgetful." Clara thanked him while smiling her sweet smile. Tucked in an exasperated expression there, Hendrick noticed.
After that, what happened next was only Clara who told her long story while living in Hortensia. And the ins and outs of how he could be dragged to Agapanthus to carry out the mission of love a crocodile.
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Such a hot day is almost over. Replaced by the orange sky. The sun will soon set. It turns out that in spring, the sky view is not as clear as it is in the morning.
Valentina looked at the two men, a man and a woman who had descended from the horse carriage. The woman is assisted when dropped by in men. Be ill. It felt claustrophobic in the heart as Valentina looked at the two friendly people. She is still married, not officially married.
"Hasn't he already a cubicle to stop paying attention to the crown prince's silence?" Knock someone.
Valentina was surprised, reflexes turned to her right where there was a cousin there. Valentina doesn't speak of a angel. He looked back at the couple who were drunk with romance. Oh come! They're still fiancees!
Without realizing it, Valentina clutched her chest. His eyes shed a clear tear that crossed his cheek. This pain was painful, but he could not hate this feeling.
Valentina's situation was so sad after coming home from the academy. He heard, after the King's birthday. It has been announced that the crown prince is engaged to the youngest daughter of Duke Wayne. It was free that he had a higher rank, which Rovers loved was Hellen not himself.
"Ck! I told you not to look anymore, didn't I?! You have a hobby of hurting yourself apparently. I'm getting goosebumps. Never mind, the important thing is not to hurt your physical and mental. See you soon."
The rode away from Valentina. The girl rubbed the corner of her watery eyes, staring at the Goat that was getting further and further away from her.
"Where?"
"You're seeing James."
Valentina did not respond again. He looked back at the place where Rovers and Hellen had just come here to be welcomed by King Agapanthus and his son. Valentina sobbed, rubbed her pitiful-looking face rough and took wide steps towards her room.
He did not realize, there were two people watching him from the door to enter the hallway. They had just come from the lavender garden and were about to enter the palace to chat with the King. But not unexpectedly they found a scene that is a pity to miss.
The other one just stared flat and snorted, "He looks pathetic. But was she so naive as to think her tears could be used as a fortress to get her two faces."
This guy was always good at insinuating, he was very clever. Until the person next to him pityed Valentina who was satirized - exhausted by the reliable insinuator. He still hoped that God would give these spicy-mouthed men a partner who had boundless patience.
It's the same in the novel. This is one-sided love through Valentina's perspective. However, with the presence of Edmond to pursue the love of Valentina. Could there be a happier ending?
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