The Bloody Crown

BC 20

"So what can I help you with, Duchess? what do you want to ask me?"

Francesca's question made Lidya look at each other at her colleagues, then looked back at Francesca with a faint smile.

"Formerly, thank you for your Majesty's offer. And sorry also before, we do not want to ask for help and trouble you. Please don't take it personally Your Majesty"

One eyebrow Francesca swooped

"No problem, Duchess. I am willing to offer you help if there is anything I can help. As a fellow woman, I am quite proud that I can help strong women like you"

Lidya's friendly and sincere smile returned to her lips. Just like the one on Stefany and Siska's lips.

"Thank you again for Your Majesty. But we don't want to bother you, we know if you have something 'more important' than our current problem" Lidya searched, then looked at Francesca deeply. "Our goal to see you is, in addition to what you said that night, this is also because we want to say. If you can use us, please use us Your Majesty. We will be ready to help you as much as we can, if there is a time when we can be useful"

Aahh. This was very interesting in Francesca's ears. So these poor but tough women in front of him came to offer help? not asking for help?

Very enticing.

--000--

The afternoon sky was getting darker, and the wind by night was getting louder. Summer who was still faithfully pensive in front of the window of her room continued to remain silent and graceful in her thoughts.

A lot of things he tried to think about, a lot of confusion that Summer tried to solve. But, there was no answer and no way out that could be obtained.

Bosnia is too tight and too scary for her. If he missteps or makes a decision, then he will end horribly.

Wasn't... Summer is not afraid if she has to be hurt, she is only afraid if what happens to her later can hurt her family, especially Francia.

"You're so at home keeping quiet like this, baby"

A voice that suddenly appeared very close behind his ears made Summer flinch, and involuntarily jumped up immediately. Until his body dimbung to the edge of the window that is wide open

"Oup! careful honey. You could fall"

Next to Regan's sturdy hands immediately pulled Summer's waist so that nothing bad happened to the body that had been dazed on the side of the window.

"Please off. I'm fine"

Regan, who was still wrapping her arms around her, smiled at the bastard as Summer's body continued to wriggle, asking to be separated from her arms. Regan pulled the small waist in her hand, which made Francesca squeal and their faces increasingly became very close.

With one hand firmly holding their distance to keep getting closer, one of Regan's hands was raised. Departure to Summer's beautiful mane. Move gently to touch to tidy up Summer's hair in the afternoon breeze.

Summer froze until she held her breath. Not only because of their touch and distance, but also because the scent of Regan is very disturbing. Masculine aroma mixed with the pungent aroma of women's fragrance.

"You're so sweet Summer"

Regan's frown was immediately followed with her finger moving smoothly into Summer's facial skin. His knuckles started rubbing his forehead, eyebrows, touching the ligand of his eyelashes, nose, then his last lip. The now-renumous lips continue to be the focus of both of Regan's blue eyeballs.

Regan bit her lip as the innocent girl's lips fell open and made a sound

"Regan"

"Why?"

With a lazy Summer twirled her eyeballs. Just be right! if a few seconds left their distance remained that way, he might vomit

"Stop stopping-"

Both of Summer's eyes were rounded and immediately snapped when a chewy and wet object immediately pursed her lips. With all his strength Summer pushed both shoulders that were squeezing him. And,

THE PLAAAKKK!!

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING FUCKING!!!!!!!"

Regan's ringing made Summer hiss sharply while rubbing the rough of her already tainted lips

Still grimacing, Regan rubbed her cheek which was hot enough when her fiance's small but spicy hand landed perfectly on her cheek

With both corners of her lips twitching amusedly, Regan glanced at Summer who continued to rub the rough lips. Regan's hand was stretched out and held Summer's hand

"Your lips can get hurt if they continue on a rough swab sep-"

"Be quiet! and get out now!!"

Regan's mouth immediately clenched and splashed dislike

"What the fuck! why do you keep getting angry, baby?"

With both eyes already welled up, Summer stared at Regan sharply. He felt very dirty and increasingly very, very, very, very hateful to the brash man.

Seeing Regan who just kept staring at her wrath, Summer growled in annoyance and immediately moved to step up, but

"All right. all right. Ck! you're so fierce, baby. Good thing you're sweet"

With a face that was already flushed red, breathless, both of his gray eyeballs were shiny full of anger. Summer jerked Regan's hand very roughly. Well, although it's not useful at all because Regan keeps his arm.

"Deliver! Off! Release!!!!!"

The sound of Regan's clumsiness gliding from her dirty mouth makes Summer's anger even more burning. What the fuck is that bastard!

"Ok. I'm off"

Dramatically, Regan took off her cheque and immediately raised her hand to the front of her chest.

"I'm off, right? look, this is my hand"

Summer ignores Regan's super irritating face and hand gestures. He immediately stepped as fast as lightning past Regan's body.

"Hey Summer's..."

Regan follows in a furious manner Summer who turns straight for the door

"Get out!"

With a ready-to-explode look on her face, Summer kindly opens the door for Regan. Regan is still quietly enjoying the ravishing look of her fiance. He really did not want to take his eyes off the face and gaze of those two sexy gray eyeballs.

Seeing Regan who was still silent and standing like a madman, Summer chose her choice. Go out of his own room.

"You want to go to Summer!"

Regan's shout was answered by Summer with the door. The sound of the door slamming that immediately made Regan widened. Then on the sidelines of her open laughter, Regan muttered

"Ohh Summer, I really can't bear to tear you apart anymore"

After muttering, Regan looked over. Look at the open window. The smile and the remnants of laughter on his lips instantly vanished in an instant.

Both irises were as blue as the ocean, staring at the clear skies of Bosnia. His face that never showed seriousness again put on a relaxed and annoying look

"It's a pity that such a sweet girl like you will end up in my hands" Regan chuckled again. This time it was cold and gripping. "It's a shame...."

--000--

Tonight. With his distinctive aroma, Ferdinand continued to stare at the reflection of himself in the mirror that was in Francesca's room.

And the sickening scene that continued to occur around Francesca, finally made a pillow float.

"Hey! You're ruining my hair!"

Ferdinand spoke in annoyance as he looked at Francesca sharply. His hand picked up the pillow that had just landed firmly on his head by not taking off his sharp gaze for Francesca

Francesca who saw that gaze, finally flew one more pillow. This time Ferdinand could avoid

"Why do you keep throwing me shit!".

"Why do you keep in my fucking room!"

Francesca returned Ferdinand's annoyed shout with a no less upset shout.

Ferdinand chipped in annoyance and threw back the pillows at Francesca. Which made Francesca moan.

"Get out and meet that old fuckin' aunty Ferdinanddd!!!!"

"I'm going to fucking go too! and don't shout Francescaaaa!!!"

"You started yelling at me!"

"The color you're ruining my hair!"

This time, the book in Francesca's hand flew towards Ferdinand who immediately ran out the door.

He must escape now, before the table will fly at him.

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