NOT THE USUAL CINDERELLA (Season 2)

NOT THE USUAL CINDERELLA (Season 2)
ALVERO'S PLAN FOR HIS SAVIOR



“Your Majesty, from what age did you learn martial arts?” Deanda's question made Alvero immediately turn his head and look at Deanda at a glance, then take a deep breath.


“When I was a kid, I didn't really like the name martial until there was one event that made me want to practice martial arts hard and want to be the best in that field.” Alvero said as he held his body leaning backwards, with both palms pressing down on the grass field he was sitting on right now, with both arms positioned beside his back.


“O, yes? See how the Master is skilled in martial arts. I can hardly believe that His Majesty had no interest in martial arts.” Alvero's explanation is enough to make Deanda surprised, because all this time in Deanda's mind, since the beginning Alvero was a person who was so fond of martial arts see how great Alvero in that.


"From what I see from His Majesty's abilities, it appears that His Majesty must have spent tens of thousands of hours practicing martial arts." Alvero smiled as he slightly raised his head upwards, looking up at the sky that looked bright blue hearing Deanda's words.


"You know that for a dozen years, before we got married and you didn't sleep next to me, I could never sleep well every night. Therefore almost every night I spend a lot of time practicing martial arts to make my own body tired. Hopefully, when I get back to my bed, I can sleep well. But, unfortunately my efforts never worked, until you slept beside me." Alvero held her head back, then looked at Deanda's face with a warm and loving look.


Deanda returned that look towards Alvero with a hearty look. After all, Deanda felt so proud to have a husband who was so skilled in martial arts. However, hearing the story behind Alvero's struggle to cope with his insomnial illness, enough to make Deanda's heart feel uncomfortable and sad.


There is a sense of unwillingness to know that Alvero's life as a high-ranking figure in Gracetian experienced such a thing. Whatever he wants in the world he will easily get, but just enjoying a good night's sleep, becomes something that is so difficult for him to get for a dozen years of his life.


"After you came into my life and became my wife. My world changed by one hundred and eighty degrees. Ah, you are indeed an angel whom the Lord has sent specifically for me. Somehow I can spend the rest of my life if there's no you by my side." Alvero said with a smile and looked at the gracious face of his adored wife.


"From now on you should have a balanced time to work, practice martial arts or rest." Deanda responded to Alvero's words while accepting back the phone Erich had brought to her.


"Take it easy, Your Majesty. Now I have a wife who is ready to always arrange a schedule for me, either a schedule related to corporate or royal affairs. Includes a schedule where we both have time together personally, and do personal things." Deanda's amber eyes immediately widened to hear the words of Alvero who again sounded teasing him.


Oh my goodness, your majesty, there is always an opportunity to think about teasing me. There's a lot of people here. It is better that I do not respond to noble words or that I will become moons of glorious temptation.


Deanda said inwardly as she moved her legs to sit cross-legged.


"Your Majesty, what's our show after this?" Deanda immediately attempted to shift the conversation with Alvero so as not to progressively discuss their personal affairs in front of the crowd.


Although actually Alvero always said it in a slow tone, so it was not heard by others. But for the problem of Deanda's reddened face and misguided attitude, it certainly can not be hidden from others.


“After this I will take you somewhere, and tell you something.” Alvero said as he recalled how he had originally been so diligent in martial arts.


Alvero's past stories that often still make him dream of it, make Alvero so eager to find who the little girl who helped him first.


Alvero hopes that if he can find the little girl, who is now certainly an adult, Alvero wants to give her a sign of gratitude and appreciation. It may have been a job or an important position in the palace or Adalvino's company in return for his cultivation at that time, depending on what the girl needed at this time.


I don't want to owe that girl too long. If only it was possible, I would like to quickly find out who the little lady who helped me first was. May she live well and healthy until we meet. So that I can repay her kindness at that time. Deanda would also be happy to meet the person who saved me first. I'm sure my wife will be very grateful to him.


Alvero said inwardly as he looked back at Deanda.


“What does Your Majesty want to tell me?” Deanda asked as she widened the smile on her face, making Alvero able to see how beautiful her female face was when she smiled widely like that.


“We leave there now before dark. There I'm just about to start my story.” Alvero said as he got up from his seat on the grass field.


As soon as Alvero stood up, his hand immediately stretched out toward Deanda, who immediately grabbed her husband's hand. And with a slow but vigorous movement, Alvero immediately pulled Deanda's hand, helping Deanda to rise to her feet.


After that, the two of them walked over to Marcello who was standing not far from them, and seemed to be chatting with Erich as they occasionally smiled at each other, or even frowned at each other.


“Thanks for today Uncle Marcello. We are satisfied with the work of Uncle Marcello and Red. We will leave now, because there are still places we have to visit this afternoon.” Alvero said goodbye to Marcello as soon as he finished his short break with Deanda after the game he won again today.


“Good Your Majesty, Empress, good-bye. Thanks for visiting today. May the rest of the day be fun for both of you.” Marcello immediately answered Alvero's words while paying his respects to Alvero and Deanda.


Which despite her status as a niece, but because she is now a Gracetian empress, he must also adhere to existing protocols on how when people with lower social status are obliged to pay homage to people with higher social status.