Chapter 272
Leon said, “I won’t work with Yuna. First, she overestimates herself. Her confidence outweighs her strength. Second…”
Of course, it was the second reason that truly mattered.
The second reason lay in Yuna’s gaze: fierce, possessive, as though she were set on making him hers.
Leon thought, ‘That gaze—only Jessica is allowed to look at me like that.
Leon did not elaborate, and Magnus did not ask.
When the prince declared someone unworthy, no one had grounds to question it. His judgment was keener than any blade.
“Your Highness, where are you going?” Seeing him change into a dark outfit and head for the door, Magnus quickly followed.
Leon was already astride his horse, ready to ride out, when Shawn came rushing in from the courtyard.
“Prince Malik will be returning home tomorrow, Your Highness. He wishes to meet with you today,” Shawn said.
Leon scoffed. “It’s not like he’s dying tomorrow. What’s the point of a farewell gathering? Tell him to scram.” Leon dismissed it without a second thought.
Shawn was speechless. ‘Does His Highness always have to be so sharp–tongued?‘ he thought.
Just as Leon nudged his horse forward, Shawn called out, “Ms. Yates will be there as well!”
Leon gave the reins a sharp pull, and his horse almost tripped, coming to an abrupt stop.
Leon whirled around, his eyes narrowing dangerously. “Why?” he asked.
“I heard the Royal Guards are escorting Prince Malik’s troops out of the city tomorrow for a day. To show his gratitude, Prince Malik is throwing an early party for General Garbisch and Ms. Yates.”
“Where’s the party held at?” Leon snarled, his voice dripping with venom. Inwardly, he fumed, ‘That bastard–how dare he try to hit on my woman!‘
“At Lakeshore Manor,” Shawn replied.
Meanwhile, at Lakeshore Manor.
Elsie’s gaze first fell not on Jessica, but on the man beside her–Garbisch.
Only upon a second glance did she notice Jessica, who stood well over half a head shorter than Garbisch.
-Elsie hurried over with a warm smile. “Jessica!”
Then, looking at Garbisch, she shyly added, “General Garbisch, it’s been a while…”
“Weren’t we all just at the hunting grounds a few days ago?” Jessica caught the reason for Elsie’s shyness, took Elsie’s hand, and smiled warmly. “My brother really isn’t that petty, Princess Elsie. How about we all just forget the past?”
“You’re still calling me ‘Princess Elsie‘. That means you have forgotten my words.” Elsie shot Jessica a playful glare.
Jessica sighed and called out, “Elsie.”
‘It’s just proper etiquette, Jessica thought helplessly.
Ever since the Autumn Hunt, the Yates House had been under intense scrutiny. With so many eyes watching, even the slightest misstep could cause a
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Elsie was finally satisfied. She glanced sideways, wanting to look at Garbisch, but still could not muster the courage.
“There’s no need to overthink, Princess Elsie. I hold no resentment toward you,” Garbisch said quickly.
However, for Garbisch to address Elsie by her name as casually as Jessica did—that was absolutely out of the question.
Garbisch had grown up in the Yates House and was raised with strict noble discipline, unlike Jessica, who had spent most of her life in Southernville. In fact, in Celine’s words, Jessica’s temperament was untamable by nature.
Of course, Celine had said this with nothing but fondness in her voice.
Elsie looked at Garbisch, her voice soft and uncertain. “Are you really not mad at me?” She still could not shake off the guilt from hurting him during her last visit.
Elsie could not help but notice the faint scar still marking his chin–her doing. Though barely visible, it remained there.
However, Garbisch himself seemed genuinely unbothered by such a minor scar.
He gave a slight nod and said no more. Personally pouring Malik a cup of wine, Garbisch said, “Prince Malik and Princess Elsie, you’ll both be returning to Askar tomorrow. On behalf of the Yates family, I offer this toast–may you have safe travels. Until fate brings us together again.”
At that moment, a deep voice sounded from outside. “If there’s wine to drink, why wasn’t I invited?”
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