The Return of the Female Knight

CHAPTER 65

"Dad! Aren't you being too hard on him? "

Alphord's brows furrowed with Mirabelle's appearance.

"… You're off track, Mirabelle. ”

Elena turned to Mirabelle and quickly shook her head. She did not want Mirabelle to isolate herself from their father. Mirabelle, however, did not heed Elena's objections and expressed her thoughts.

"My brother really loves the prince! Don't expect their relationship to be happy enough? ”

“Do you think someone can be so light-hearted when it comes to being in a relationship with the Crown Prince? If she wanted to marry into the imperial family, how much love Elena had was fine. This was purely a matter of whether His Highness the prince wanted it or not. ”

Alphord's voice had long since turned cold. Elena knew her father's expression well now. He came from a family of knights, and he fought for the crown instead of doing homework. Currently Alphord did not speak as Elena's father, but as Carlisle's servant, who would one day become emperor. And that's why Elena was so upset …

Mirabelle spoke again in anger.

“So what are you saying that regardless of my sister's heart, her mind is only important? Would they be in a relationship if they didn't love each other? He wants to tell the family! "

Alphord looked at Mirabelle with an interested expression, then turned to Elena.

"Is that true? Is he also interested in marriage? ”

"…Him . The prince said he would come to the mansion in the future. ”

Mirabelle had yet to hear this, and she turned towards Elena. For a moment, Alphord and Mirabelle's eyes focused on him.

“She said she wants to greet the family directly. ”

Mirabelle looked surprised for a moment, then gathered and spoke in a triumphant voice towards Alphord.

"Look, I told you. Why doesn't he want it? "

Elena turned to Alphord, leaving behind Mirabelle's blunt words. He was more curious about something else.

"What do you think, Dad? If I really marry the Crown Prince. ”

This was not a marriage with another noble, but with the imperial family. What Alphord thought was very important. If she objected, no matter how much Elena would protest, she could not marry Carlisle. It was the power of the family head among the nobles. There are also predictions of misfortune to consider.

Alphord answered without hesitation.

"Don't I say? If the wedding is what the prince wants, then you can move on. It is the duty of a servant. ”

Fortunately she was not opposed, but regardless, Elena's feelings fell to endless depths. Alphord is not interested in the happiness of his daughter, what kind of man Carlisle is, or how well he is treated. Alphord would accept this marriage, even if Carlisle had a bad personality. It wasn't about whether he wanted this guy or not. His father was a loyal knight even at this moment.

“Now that we're done talking, Elena and I will be back. ”

Alphord has not said they can leave, and Mirabelle's comments are a culmination of the presumption. He spoke with disagreement.

"Mirabelle, are you acting like that to your father? Do it again and you will get in trouble. ”

“... Huh. ”

Mirabelle let out a short sigh, and then dragged Elena with her hands out of the office. And they walk down the aisle like that …

At one point, Elena was completely overwhelmed by emotions. He felt a great loss beyond words. It was not even comparable to when Helen spread false rumors, and the blade embedded within her seemed to have torn her wounds apart. As of now, his only goal is to protect his family. Feeling worried, Mirabelle stopped halfway and looked at Elena.

"Are you okay?"

"…Him . ”

But contrary to what he said, Elena trembled slightly.

"Sister, are you crying?"

Elena shook her head. He immediately bowed and hugged Mirabelle, who was shorter than him. He really needed to feel the warmth of his sister.

"…I didn't cry . ”

In his heart there were ten million wounds and he did not cry. So today he did not let his tears fall.

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The days passed quickly. There have been many changes since Carlisle and Elena officially entered into a relationship. Once again Elena was flooded with invitations to various parties, and suddenly people who had never been in contact with her started asking her. The letter he sent to Derek's older brother should have arrived by now, and he was noticed for his answer.

However, it was impossible to concentrate on it. It was none other than the day that Carlisle said he would visit Blaise's house. Every corner of the house had been scrubbed by the servants. In the early hours of the morning, Alphord did not go to see the knights and Mirabelle was wearing her best clothes. No one said it, but they were all anticipating the arrival of the Crown Prince.

The hour hand finally pointed to the promised time. There was a rustling sound, and Elena saw a familiar black trainer enter the courtyard of the house. At the entrance of the house, the train stopped and Carlisle went out and got off.

"Aah!"

Some servants let out a cry, while others stared with their mouths agape.

He has a high height and a solid figure. His face had sculptural good looks there and his blue eyes contained cold. He seemed perfect in every way, and his arrogant attitude touched the spirit of women. Blaise's servants thought they were used to seeing Elena and Mirabelle, but Carlisle was something else. Elena took a few steps towards him when she arrived.

"Welcome . ”

Carlisle gave a little as he approached to greet her.

"How are you?"

Carlisle's visit to Blaise's house is sure to be rumored, but it's best not to reveal as much as possible. Despite the fact that Elena and the prince were lovers, some nobles still speculated as to why the crown prince would visit Blaises himself. There must be a group of people who will find a political reason. For now, it was best to keep Alphord away and make it seem like Carlisle was passing by just like that. Everything needs a justification. Carlisle had asked for this before as well, and if not for that, Elena would have found it harder to deal with her father's stubbornness.

"Why do your eyes look wet today?"

"… Don't joke."

Elena remembered how she felt like she had been stabbed in vain, but she immediately straightened her face. Carlisle then stepped back and smiled.

"I'm not funny."

For some reason Carlisle seemed playful and friendly today, very different from when he carried the dismembered head of the nobleman at the party. Elena once asked Kuhn before – is Carlisle a pleasant person? Kuhn then seriously replied that she was not playing the game .. So it seemed like only Elena saw this side of her.

Carlisle's visit to Blaise's house is sure to be rumored, but it's best not to reveal as much as possible. Despite the fact that Elena and the prince were lovers, some nobles still speculated as to why the crown prince would visit Blaises himself. There must be a group of people who will find a political reason. For now, it was best to keep Alphord away and make it seem like Carlisle was passing by just like that. Everything needs a justification. Carlisle had asked for this before as well, and if not for that, Elena would have found it harder to deal with her father's stubbornness.

"In this way, Your Majesty–"

"If this is an informal visit, why are you calling me Your Majesty?"

Elena could not think of how to reply. This grand reception involved not only Alphord and Mirabelle, but all the servants as well. Elena secretly glanced at the other servants' faces and wondered if calling the prince "Caril" would cause trouble. Carlisle smiled lightly as if he knew what the woman was thinking.

"What is important to all of them?"

Most of the people working in the mansion were under the control of Blaises. Sometimes a case like Sophie might come up. They should fall in love, both at home and in public.

"Nurtain …"

He muttered his name, and a few servants nearby raised their eyebrows. Very few people, except the Emperor, the Empress, and her brother, were allowed to summon the crown prince by personal name.

“Say like that. You promised me that you would call me by my nickname when we were alone. ”

One of the servants gave a small shout "Kyaaa!" Carlisle's words sounded so romantic that they came out by accident. Elena turned her hot face away from Carlisle and told him to come in.

"I knew. I have not forgotten my promise. "

He was supposed to call her Caril per contract, but they had met at many official locations so the name was not attached to her mouth. Only after hearing him reaffirm, did Carlisle look satisfied.

"Let's go."

Then Carlisle followed Elena into the mansion.

"Please get through here. I'll show you to the dining room. "

He turned to look at Carlisle, and he saw the servant's eyes shining brightly. All the waiters felt the chemistry between Elena and Carlisle was hot.

Just before the couple entered the dining room, they were left alone, and Elena lowered her head.

"No matter how much we pretend to be in love, saying it suddenly kinda embarrasses me."

"Why?"

"Because you told me to call you by a loving name in front of other people."

"I'm just saying what we promised."

Elena was surprised to see Carlisle talking in seriousness as if he had not acted.

'… A playboy.'

But this time, it felt like this wasn't too bad. After her conversation with her father, she needed Carlisle's full support now.

"Thank you."

"…?"

Carlisle looked at her with a questioning look, and he continued.

“You have made a good deal in your contract. Pretending to love me like you do in front of other people will help me a lot. ”

"Thank you very much."

Elena smiled slightly at Carlisle. He paused for a moment upon seeing her, but he did not catch her reaction. All his nerves are agitated at the upcoming meeting between Carlisle's family. As she approached the door to the dining room, she stopped to look at Carlisle again.

"Then I wish I could work with you."

With that, Elena opened the door. He saw his father and Mirabelle waiting anxiously for them in the dining room, and Alphord suddenly stood up and bowed deeply as soon as Carlisle entered.

"Greetings to the Crown Prince. Eternal glory to the Ruford Empire. "

Although it was a natural greeting to the crown prince, it was not one to meet the princess' lover. Carlisle walked towards Alphord and picked up the older man.

"Please stand. I felt burdened when greeted by my father-in-law like this. ”

"Your Majesty .. You must not call me father-in-law."

"Why? Wouldn't you allow me your daughter? "

"Please. Take her whenever you want. ”

Elena felt a sting at how quickly her father's answer came, but Carlisle looked at her with satisfaction.

"You must keep that promise now."

Carlisle immediately sat down at the end of the long table. Normally Alphord took the chair while Elena and Mirabelle sat on the side, but now Carlisle was sitting on the head with Alphord to his right and Elena and Mirabelle to his left. In a hierarchical society, everyone sits according to their status. Carlisle was none other than the crown prince, and except for His Imperial Majesty, there was no position higher than Carlisle now.

"Whatever you need, please let me know."

"Something's missing from Lady Blaise."

At Carlisle's affectionate tone, Alphord and Mirabelle's gazes immediately moved to Elena. He smiled awkwardly.

"Enjoy the food, Caril."

"You too."

Alphord's brows furrowed due to Elena's casual use of the name "Caril. He was worried the nickname might be an act of disrespect, but he saw the way the crown prince easily accepted it. Maybe their relationship has already progressed to the point that they are this loving person. Alphord found this knowledge surprising and he glanced at his daughter.

It was not until a while later that Elena realized that she had accidentally called Carlisle by the name of her pet, but by then the water had already spilled.

'… We have to show that we get along as much as possible. Isn't this better?

Finally, the dishes prepared in the kitchen began to arrive. Elena was very thorough about the menu choices.

"Let's eat it all."

Only after he starts eating will others be allowed to touch the food. Meanwhile, Mirabelle looked at Carlisle as if she had just come out of a fantasy. Carlisle's visit still seemed like a dream.