While they were strolling the night, and provided that Essi doesn’t have the actual strength of being a tour guide, her words on showing the special portions around the chateau are both simple and awkward. Thankfully, Louis was accommodating and he seemed to get what Essi was trying to say. “Over there is our vineyard. It’s not yet the season for the harvest so it’s boring to head over there,” she told him. “Oh, I’m really sorry Prince Louis…” Essi was trying to catch up with her apology for talking to him all casually.“I told you, you can call me Louis,” he reminded me.“Well, how could I do that? I’m already sorry for not talking to you formally,” Essi asked. “I mean, if you like to, how do you want us to talk?”“Informal will do,” Louis answered, amused at Essi’s friendliness. “Since we’re already friends and I seem to already look around, can you tell me about yourself? Your hobbies?”“I don’t do much. I’m busy with work.” Speaking of work, she realized again what she had been i

The Grand Rest House of the Emirvas in Bordeaux may seem ordinary in the outside. Yet, the inside was a testimony of centuries-old genius of art , palatial magnificence in gold and royal colors and a right home for the royals extending overseas. Imagine that the purposes of this rest house is for noble things, diplomatic intentions and royal decisions. Yet, Essi went here again for the second time with a purpose ever so irrelevant and lowly compared to others’. So Essi remained polite and friendly, deeming it important to set aside that purpose first to be revealed somewhere else within the vicinity to at least not violate the any norms in the rest house.To simply put the dinner, it was delightful. Unlike what she thought, there were no eyes that have to watch on her while she talk with the two royals. It feels like a usual dinner with new friends and business associates.“It seems like you know each other very well, Essi and Louis,” Lady Imeldine commented. “That’s good. That’s very

No matter how Oneil paraded himself that he can do this easily, he slightly admits in himself that it was rather the opposite. How can he tell Essi about the ring? How would she feel about it? Perhaps, knowing her, she might rather ask for a replacement that is something he can afford. But where can he proceed for a cheap ring? Essi’s relatives mentioned for some other time that the jewelry gifts that he presented must be authentic and of high value because Essi is allergic to fake jewelry sets especially when it is about gold. Their concern was pretty understandable because he witnessed how Essi got rashes when a district prize of the championship she won was a gold necklace but with a high contamination of nickel. He must find another one but where can he begin? The jewelry pieces of his mother are now all pawned. The best ring that he thinks Essi truly deserves was almost a hundred thousand Euros. Maybe if he could get something in Aurora that is somehow affordable, then that would

The event last night was never a shame. It was only a true test of a fire, in front of many people, in a clash of priorities. It was a piece cake for Essi because Louis’ attempt to rival with Oneil was just a false dichotomy. There wasn’t even a real competition at all. Even if the issue would revolve around the ring, does that matter?“I never expected that Louis would do that in our dinner party,” Matteo said. “And what does he think about Essi, that she can easily exchange everything else for the ring?”Essi only shrugged. “Now I understand what my great grandma must have felt when they were wedded but do not have a ring,” she said and glanced at the most remarkable piece inside the entire chateau. It was the painting of her great grandparents whose center item was a pocket watch. Essi’s grandpa kept the pocket watch but the story on how the love story of these great grandparents remained strong amid wars and troubles, in the lack of the ring, they abounded in love. Now, she unders

It was surely a grave offense that Louis made only to stain the reputation of the house of the Emirvas. But Lady Imeldine couldn’t even make greater punishment against him by sending him back to their country because he would face more grievous repercussions from the entire royal clan concerning the ring. After all, she has compassion to this lad who was also alike to her, almost impossible to receive the crown. He is but a royal and yet has to live in a manner that could promote his name despite the absence of the crown.So Louis was grounded in the rest house and every inch of his move was under Lady Imeldine’s strict supervision. When he tried to beg to his aunt that maybe he could go with her to talk to Essi, she glared at him.“Isn’t it enough that you made a careless work here?” she snarled. “Louis! You even brought shame to our family in front of the Paulssons.”“I’m sorry,” Louis cried out barely having any sincerity since he said out of annoyance to his aunt’s endless squawk