The Marrying The Prince

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The approaching movement and Ferdinand's speech instantly made Anastasia even more panicked. Without being able to think anymore, without being able to digest anything more, by taking a thousand steps, Anastasia immediately ran away towards the exit of the room. The sound of the door being shut firmly made Ferdinand crack open.

His body moved strongly while holding onto his stomach which was painful. Really, very worrying, Anastasia also became the first girl to avoid even outright rejecting him when he had shown one of his proud assets, his perfect brownish body.

"Ohh Ana, you're so adorable"

After muttering with still occasionally giggling amusedly, Ferdinand again stripped away everything he did not need to bathe.

Anastasia, who had run down the ridge to escape, stopped her steps when she saw a servant passing by the stairs. The servant who also saw Anastasia immediately approached and lowered his head politely to say hello.

"Good Morning Your Highness"

With a gasping breath and a heart beat that had been torn, Anastasia immediately voiced out the contents of her head.

"Why...why did I room with Ferdinand?"

The waiter raised his gaze to stare at Anastasia, looking at Anastasia who looked still panicked while adjusting her breathing.

"Pardon Your Highness?"

Amidst the panic that still struck, Anastasia finally realized what she said, especially when she saw the strange look on the face of the waiter who saw her. Anastasia took a deep breath to scoop up her composure.

"My fuss, why aren't our rooms separated?"

The butler nodded briefly, a sign that he could finally understand Anastasia's strange max, then opened his mouth to explain.

"Previously allow me to explain Your Highness" Anastasia gave a short nod and the maid reopened her voice. "Here room supplies are just a few, Your Highness. And usually indeed during the royal family vacation here, they occupy a room together. His Majesty and Her Majesty, Her Highness Princess Francesca and Her Highness Princess Summer, the Arathorn family and the others are with their wives, then the children will arrange their rooms to be together. If Princess Narnia's Her Highness doesn't come, Prince Henry's His Highness will usually room with His Highness Prince Ferdinand, or sometimes will be with Lord Michael or Lord Dominic, but now-"

The waiter searched and did not want to continue his words, because it was very clear why Ferdinand could become one room with Anastasia. Anastasia who had also realized that forced her smile

"Thank you for taking the time to explain"

"It's my duty, Your Highness. You can't thank me"

Anastasia ignored the servant's unpleasant words while smiling sincerely.

"You guys are very polite and very nice"

"You're not resting, Your Highnes?"

The voice that suddenly appeared made Anastasia instantly turn her head towards the direction of the voice. The servant who had understood that now was the time to go back bowed and rewinded his steps politely without a sound.

"Ah... Marquess Michael's..."

Michael smiled as he drew closer.

"You're not resting Your Highness?"

Anastasia returned Michael's friendly smile no less kindly. His head thought hard to find a reason why he was not in the room and rested

"I'm not too tired and intend to look around"

"look-look? Hm... You alone?" Michael turned his head and circulated his gaze, looking for the whereabouts of someone who was clearly not there. "Where's ferdinand?"

By continuing to put on a friendly smile Anastasia replied with her own thoughts

"It's soaking and it's going to rest"

"So you're going around alone?"

Chief Anastasia nodded doubtfully.

"L-yes..."

Michael's offer makes Anastasia enthusiastic to forget about her husband, who in Anastasis's mind may have been sleeping because Ferdinand was riding, and there will be no time for her to just close her eyes.

"If you don't mind the Marquess"

With a gesture of courtesy, Michael's one hand immediately invited Ananstasia to take a step. Anastasia immediately began her steps to go down the stairs with Michael who also immediately moved.

"Where is Duke Arthur?"

"Uncle Arthur and Uncle Henry will follow later tonight. There are some things that still need to be resolved, Your Highness"

Anastasia nodded her head in understanding as she continued to open and welcome the chatter they were throwing at each other.

Until finally, they were already in the garden they were headed to. Anastasia continued to widen her gaze, a smile of amazement and fascination was always imprinted on her lips, her gestures always showed her clumsiness, the sound of graceful piety and the enthusiastic questions Anastasia filled every step they took.

"Do you want to see the fruit?"

Michael immediately offered as he looked at Anastasia who kept staring at a tree full of fruit. Peach trees full of hanging fruit. Anastasia looked back at Michael.

"What fruit is that?"

While approaching the tree with his hands outstretched to the tree, Michael smiled as he replied

"Peach fruit. The fruit comes from the kingdom of Cinan on the Asian continent. This fruit is usually very easy to grow in tropical climates"

Because of getting new knowledge, Anastasia looked closely at Michael who had got one fruit in his hand. Anastasia continued to notice Michael's movements, who was now wiping the entire fruit with his handkerchief. Her curiosity made Anastasia continue to want to talk.

"But this fruit can grow here fruitfully?"

Michael again smiled kindly while thrusting the fruit that had been cleaned.

"The land in Albany especially in Yorksire is very fertile. People outside Albany often say that the land of Albany is a blessed land"

Both the ear and the storage inside Anastasia's head continued to work while acquiring new lessons. His hands that had received the fruit given Michael made his friendly smile wider.

"Thank you" Michael only nodded briefly as he watched Anastasia who was fumbling and carefully appraising the fruit in her hand. Then the naughtiness of Anastasia sounded while saying. "The shape is cute, the skin is apple-like but a little hairy, the color is also pretty"

"If you want, you can eat it without peeling"

Ahh.. It turns out it was maxut from Michael who cleaned the fruit in Anastasia's hand before giving it to Anastasia.

Curiosity and also the tantalizing color of the fruit in her hands make Anastasia not want to think much. Forgetting her elegance, Anastasia sniffed the fruit and took a small bite. The sweet aroma and sweet taste that enter the sense of smell and taste sense makes both eyes Anastasia sparkle. Anastasia quickly finished the fruit in her mouth to speak.

"The aroma is very sweet with a sweet taste, the texture is also soft. It's very tasty"

Michael continued to notice Anastasia occasionally biting the fruit and asked about something he saw. Every now and then Anastasia stepped up, then stopped to ask what made her curious. Michael patiently and gladly continued to accompany and serve Anastasia's curiosity.

Minutes passed until they forgot the time. The fresh air, the beautiful scenery, the smart and kind friend made Anastasia forget everything.

Including her husband who had been standing on a second-floor balcony with both hands folded in front of his chest. His face was flat unreadable, his gaze staring lazily but still not a bit to divert his gaze.

Ferdinand nibbled his teeth in annoyance as he recalled his self who had lost Anastasia when he finished bathing. Previously, if Anastasia was not too tired, Ferdinand wanted to take Anastasia around or maybe riding but, look at the surprise she got after her panic because of losing Anastasia.

Anastasia turned out to be cool with other men while putting on her innocent pretentious face, especially her pretentious smile. Ferdinand was upset when Michael again plucked a pear which was immediately greeted by Anastasia. A considerable distance could not make Ferdinand hear what they were talking about until Anastasia continued to smile gleefully but, she was quite able to see how happy Anastasia was when she was with Michael.

"Ck! Goddamnit!"

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