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"Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince has arrived to meet your presence."
"Tsk! Let him in. He comes whenever he wants this heir of mine." — At his Royal lounge, Francois grumbled for he had been waiting impatiently for the son he could never hold grasp of even when living under his roof.
The doors were opened and the collected Zeleskiaz entered, meeting his father's gaze only to find a frown on him. One he was indifferent to.
"Good day, your majesty."
"It should be. Yet it isn't. Why did it take you so long to come report to me? I know the cute child has been here for a while now."
"I was busy."
"With what!? It's the first time I see you after she left, you d*rn hypocrite!! I know you've made Biel do your work while you escaped my shadow's eye!!!"
"... She arrived fine."
