The Marrying The Prince

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After the fatigue that began to return in Anastasia, he decided to go back into the room. With the steps being taken between Michael, Anastsia for the umpteenth time spoke

"Thank you Marquess"

Michael chuckled in amusement when he heard Anastasia's thanks, who had somehow gone for the last time.

"Your Highness.I'm really full of your gratitude today"

"Ahh. yes..."

And they chuckle back together....

They resumed their steps and separated when they were under the steps of the stairs.

"Happy Rest Your Highness"

"You are also the Marquess..."

With an excellent mood, Anastasia excitedly stepped towards the door of her room. A good mood and tired body made Anastasia forget everything. Like Ruth, who's not by the side and who doesn't know where she's going, then the people who don't see one, but the thing Anastasia forgets the most is... Ferdinand.

Anastasia opened the door of her room slowly and after entering, her memories only returned, to Ferdinand.

"Ferdinand?"

Her husband was not in their room, the bathroom was empty. Anastasia looked around that might have left Ferdinand's mark and only her dirty clothes were in the pile of dirty clothes.

After not finding Ferdinand's whereabouts, Anastasia remembered Ruth. She just remembered about Ruth because she wanted to take a bath, and it needed a waiter. Finally, Anastasia went back out the door and when she found a female servant, she immediately asked for help, asking anyone she saw because she was too tired.

--000--

Anastasia glanced at Ruth who had just finished putting knick knacks in her hair. Everything was perfect and perfect as always.

His mind after waking up from his sleep was immediately fixed on her husband who until now did not also show the trunk of his nose.

Where's Ferdinand? Why didn't he go back to the room? And most importantly..how now when he should come down to gather with family?

Anastasia took a deep breath and finally chose to wait, waiting for Ferdinand to come.

Minutes passed, tens of minutes wasted. Ruth glanced back at Anastasia with her hand-wringing movements that she had intentionally slowed down. With a movement that slowed down to tidy up the closet, Ruth again glanced at Anastasia. Glancing at Anastasia who was sitting speechless in front of the mirror while staring out the window.

"Ruth"

"Yes Your Highness"

Anastasia stood up with her final decision. It was too presumptuous for her to be late to come down, too disrespectful for her if she made everyone wait so, Anastasia decided to go down even without Ferdinand. The head of Anastasia spun around quickly, when thinking about if a question came up, a question that would make her very difficult, the question of why did she come down just by herself and?

"I'm going down Ruth"

Ruth swiftly opened the door of the room. Anastasia with heavy steps started to exit her room.

Walking alone made Anastasia's feelings cool down. What's wrong? why is it like this? It's really sad that a girl is in her position right now... Really, all that suffocating feeling made Anastasia continuously have to catch her breath, pulling all her composure.

When Anastasai's footsteps were already in front of the open door of the living room, the sound of laughter, the sound of happy piety, the sound of warm conversation instantly hit Anastasia's soul. Anastasia again took a deep breath that somehow for some time during her journey that would lead to the room before her eyes now but, one thing that Anastasia learned from her short journey.

He was left back...

He came back unappreciated....

Anastasia regained consciousness after a long time ago. Realizing that he will always be thrown away, sooner or later he will be thrown away for the same reason,

Because he's worthless...

He had to fight on his own, he could only hold on to himself. Struggling for his own life and happiness.

After a moment of silence, Anastasia finally stepped back, put on a fine smile, and forced the look of her face as calm and relaxed as possible.

The arrival of Anastasia made all heads turn to her. They smiled, they stared warmly, they showed a look of a face that was like waiting for his arrival. And that, was enough for Anastasia to scoop up a little warmth for her heart, alone

"Let's! come here" Summer excitedly shouted unreservedly while smiling gleefully, Anastasia nodded as she drew closer to Summer who was sitting with the royal nuclear family, without Ferdinand. "Are you too exhausted Ana?"

"Lumayan Sum, I was only able to fall asleep when the day had started towards the afternoon" Anastasia looked at Victoria, Francesca, Summer and Michael who were at the same table. "I'm sorry I'm late"

"Nobody's late, Ana, it's just a family gathering, not an official party"

Summer's soft and warm words made Anastasia's warm smile rise, then looked back at everything on the nuclear family table.

"Let's get started"

Victoria's words instantly made all the sounds there stop. Anastasia suppressed all her feelings and thoughts wondering about Ferdinand. Especially when no one asks. Well.. Anastasia will also try not to care.

"Michael, call those men"

Michael who had stood when the Queen stood directly stepped into the living room behind the wall, not long back out with his steps that had been led by Fredrick and the old man Anastasia maker curious.

Without wanting to speak stale and with a relaxed gesture, Fredrick immediately said

"Today, the day when you turn 76, may you always be happy and healthy... George. I don't want to pray for you to live a long life, because bad people will die long"

One punch landed on Fredrick's arm, a punch from Victoria, then everyone's ticklish ripples echoed in all corners of the room.

Butbut wait... George's?

Anastasia's forehead frowned with her gaze directly at the party star, the birthday old man, the old man who looked ten years younger than his age, the old man named... George's?

Anastasia brushed off the idea, thinking that the old man was the long-dead George so King Fredrick could ascend to the throne. It would have been impossible and absurd in Anastasia's mind if the old man had been the same person as Anastasia thought now.

But, all of Anastasia's pats and rejection of who the old man was about instantly vanished as the old man's line of sight looked at her. With a friendly smile, with a warm countenance, with an ordinary look but could not, because when the direction of their eyes met, and the two gray eyeballs looked at the bead of Anastasia's eyes, Anastasia knew that such a gaze was not the gaze of an ordinary person.

"Yes..."

The gentle touch and gentle reprimand that greeted Anastasia in the midst of the taut rotation of her brain made Anastasia flinch.

"Yes Sum"

"You're like you've seen a ghost"

Summer's words made everyone else again giggle in amusement, as did the old man, who chuckled amusedly as he stepped closer to Anastasia.

"Hallo Princess Anastasia, welcome to my family, my beautiful daughter-in-law's granddaughter. Meet George, the late King George"

Both of Anastasia's eyes instantly widened, all a sense of surprise creeping up on each of Anastasia's blood cells. No way!

"Your-you............."

Anastasia who was finally able to return into her consciousness, would instantly take a gesture, her legs instantly crossed with both of her hands which would pull her side of the hue but,

"No! no no! don't give that gesture to me, son. I'm no longer the King"

Back, everyone's ticklish rant echoed. Anastasia did not understand why everyone could laugh when a big family secret was shown to her, Ohh no! it's not just the family's big secret, but it's the madness of the kingdom!

"Just relax, kid, just relax, you look so pale now"

Everyone laughed, which this time sounded like the sound of laughter in a laughing race.

--000--

The sound of laughter, chatter, was clearly heard from the back of Anastasia, Anastasia who was sitting together with George at the back door of the family room.

"Is Dinand nice to you?

Anastasia turned her head to look at George, the first person tonight to mention Ferdinand by name.

"He's good George, very good to me"

"Hmm. if she's nice, she's definitely with you now, not with other women" George's remarks obviously instantly made Anastasia only able to lower her head. George who saw that smiled as he spoke again. "Calm down Ana, I was just kidding. Dinand's gone with Edward"

An amused naughtiness slid from George's lips, but Anastasia kept her head down. She kept her head down so as not to show the look on her face, because Anastasia could be crying right now. The shock of hearing George's joke seemed to be re-fishing the coldness in his heart when he was going to the living room. George smiled with his hand that gently rubbed Anastasia's head.

"Ana, if you're not strong, you won't be able to bring Ferdinand to his knees"

This time, Anastasia raised her head, and George's warm words and actions made her want to cry even more. And again, George smiled warmly.a warm smile that made Anstasia's feelings warm.

***

On the other hand, Edward was still staring intently at a man he had finally found. The man who looked almost dead stood up to see Edward.

"Your families are gathering and you're trying to escape?"

"Why are you here Ed?"

Edward did not answer the question with his mouth but, with his hands. Edward's hand quickly drew his sword

SRANGS!!

Ferdinand who saw that Edward's sword had come out of the sheath kept trying to look calm. Edward couldn't have landed the sword on him, huh... Ferdinand would have believed that, but,

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

Ferdinand quickly jumped off the back of his horse as the legs of his beloved horse instantly fell to the ground with bloody legs and a hollow stomach. Blood continued to flow from the belly of his horse, his horse which was the victim of Edward's sword. Ferdinand's hand shook, his chest felt tight, his horse...

Edward who saw if the spoiled child who used to always stick, and always liked when he pulled the sword just stared at him flat while re-inserting his sword. With a wide light, he immediately rode his favorite brown horse.

"Solar"

"Yes Kapt"

"If you don't bring him back to where he should be right now, your head will be the same as that horse"

Edward's words were so cold that Solar's nape pierced in horror, his mouth shaking so he could not speak.

The pounding sound of Edward's pony legs starting to move away made Ferdinand's hands tremble, this time, he knew that his father would not play normally anymore. Anybody could be as passive as his beloved horse, his father would no longer care about anything that Ferdinand, his harsh and cruel father, loved.

"Let's go back to Solar"

---0000---

Victoria glanced back at the back door of the balcony, where Anastasia and George were talking. At times, he looked at Fredrick who kept laughing with Arthur and Henry, then glanced at Jeremmy who was sitting across the sofa while sipping wine.

"What happened Jer?"

Victoria's uncomfortable instincts finally voiced her head. Jeremmy who understood if Victoria could finally read something put down her glass and politely replied.

"His Majesty is angry, Your Majesty"

Jeremmy's explanation is more than enough to explain why she feels so bad, especially because her husband who always looks relaxed, does not look relaxed at all. Only Victoria could clearly read Fredrick's heart, when Fredrick laughed loudly when Arthur was telling a funny story.

Her husband must be laughing at something else

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