My Favorite Prince's

Marquess's Request

It has been three days since Lady Nore was imprisoned. During that time, every day Marquess Nore was always the head of the family and the father of Isabella also faced the Crown Prince and Alexander to negotiate the punishment of her daughter.

The middle-aged man looked even more grim than usual, with his eyes pouching clearly because of the burden of thought that caused him to have insomnia. 

"Your Majesty, Marquess Nore is coming back and wants to see His Majesty" James told the Crown Prince who was still in his room.

Rossy who heard was slightly jolted with the persistence of Marquess Nore. Throughout his life he never felt the attention of his late parents. The girl was silent for a moment, a hint of pity and envy raged in her heart. If only he had felt a little care and affection, perhaps his life would not have felt empty.

"Just have him come back, he better prepare his heart until the noble trial will be held" William said coldly.

"Okay, Your Majesty." Without refuting a word James came out of William's room.

"Your Majesty, I'll come out first."

"Where are you going? Your job is to serve all my needs, what if I need something when you're not around?" william asked, which made Rossy sigh.

Not only did Alexander give him a headache, but William did too. Although Rossy had limited himself and was cold to him but what the man did was the opposite. As much as possible William kept Rossy at bay, even though he was resting and enjoying a cup of tea in the afternoon.

"I'm just for a moment, Your Majesty. As soon as possible I'll be back" Rossy said, trying to control his emotions.

"Well, come back soon."

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"Sorry Marquess, Your Majesty is not pleased to be found."

"But I beg you, I would like to meet His Highness the Crown Prince. The Nore family has been very loyal to the imperial family, whether we do not have a chance" the Marquess pleaded. The old man's eye-letter looked desperate, somehow he had to save his only puppet princess from punishment.

James just smiled and patted the Marquess on the shoulder. The butler who had served for almost all his age in the palace could not say anything more, other than cheering Marquess Nore without saying a word.

After James's departure, Marquess Nore returned. Both of his heads were lowered with both palms covering his face.

The words of Robert who came to his residence last night continued to ring in his head. His heart and mind continued to clash, clashing with each other.

'Do I have to be faithful or go into disgusting circles for Isabella's safety and reputation?'

"Maraquess!"

The sound of a running man's footsteps grew closer, along with his name being called. Marquess Nore turned and saw Rossy running around in high heels.

"Lady, what makes a lady run around like this?" asked Marquess Nore politely.

"I'm sorry for my scepticism, Mr. Marquess, I want to say something to you" Rossy replied.

"I'll help you!" keep Rossy back.

"I mean Lady?" asked Marquess Nore while frowning 

For a moment the girl fell silent to reorganize her breath that was panting. Rossy stared at the interlocutor fearlessly and revealed his entire meaning without making small talk.

"I will try to persuade His Highness the Crown Prince to reduce the sentence for Lady. I promise, Sir! You can trust me with everything."

"What made Lady think that, when in this case she was the victim of my daughter's crime. Why do you intend to help me?" marquess Nore asked confusedly.

Rossy smiled gently and then replied,

"I'm not doing it for Lady Nore, but for you."