Lady to Queen - Chapter 214
Chapter 214: Chapter 107 (2) – I Love You, Your Majesty
“What do you mean by that?”
“I mean that it is possible if done unofficially, my Lizzy,” Lucio, whispering sweetly, began to kiss each strand of her hair, one by one. “If there is anything you want, whatever it may be, I will listen and make it happen in some way.”
“Those are really dangerous words.”
“Even so, I cannot help myself. I swore to do just that.”
His gentle smile seemed to be visible to her without even looking at his face. Patrizia was slightly blushing and was about to shake her head slightly when she suddenly heard a loud noise. Surprised, Patrizia flinched and shrank back without her knowledge, but she did not get too surprised as Lucio was holding onto her tightly.
He reassured her with a low-pitched voice, “It is alright, Lizzy. It is the fireworks display.”
“Ah…” At that, Patrizia raised her head so she could look up at the sky. Colorful fireworks burst above in the sky, boasting a colorful and vibrant appearance. The fireworks in the sky were as beautiful as real flowers. Patrizia broke into a grin as she said, “They are pretty.”
“You are prettier.”
“Saying words like that… Please refrain from them.”
“But it is the truth,” he whispered, putting more strength into his grip as he held her and buried his face onto her shoulder, “In my eyes, you are the prettiest in the world.”
“…” Patrizia once again blushed at his straightforward words. Only after a long time had passed, when the biggest spark broke out, did she whisper in a faint voice, “…you.”
“Huh?”
“…-ove you, Your Majesty.”
“Ah…” Only then did Lucio understand what she was trying to say, and with a voice that was thick with emotion, pleaded to her, “Tell me again, Lizzy. Hmm?”
“What did I just say, Your Majesty?”
“Just now, what you said… Hmm? Please tell me one more time.”
“…I do not want to do that.” She had already said it twice, so more than that would be impossible.
When Patrizia turned her head slightly to the side, as if to express her refusal, Lucio complained to her as if he was a grumbling child, “Just one more time. Yes?”
“…Your Majesty.”
“Yes, Lizzy.”
“I do not want to.” Once she said that, she burst into laughter, “I will not tell you again!”
“You are being too much.”
“I cannot help it. Because when it comes to love, the one who loves the other person more, usually ends up losing more.”
Instead of responding to his statement, she slipped out of his arms and stood to face him. Lucio’s face stood out, looking a little sulky. Seeing that side of him, a faint smile spread on her face, as she then raised the heels of her feet slightly. Even with her tiptoeing, she was still a bit shorter than him, but their heights matched well enough.
“I love you.” Along with those words, Patrizia quickly kissed Lucio on his lips.
Lucio opened his eyes wide in astonishment, as he had not anticipated such a sudden kiss. Lucio smiled brightly at her unusual gesture, and looked longingly at her as she backed off quickly, saying, “Me too.” He hugged her from behind once again, confessing and confessing again, as if he might die from loving her too much, “I love you, Lizzy. I truly love you so much.” -Even if this world ends, even if my life is used up completely, I will love only you, and I will kiss only you.-
“…The fireworks are pretty.” Patrizia was feeling embarrassed for some reason, and changed the subject while continuing to be held in his embrace.
Nonetheless, Lucio was so happy that he buried his face in her shoulder and breathed in her scent to fill up his lungs.
Patrizia grinned at his behavior. As she looked up again, the sky was still splendid and gorgeous. Perhaps it was going to remain shining so brilliantly for quite some time…
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The news of Rothesay’s proposal to Petronilla spread quickly throughout the Marvinus Empire. Rothesay went to greet the Marquis of Grochester the day after the birthday celebration banquet. Of course, the Marquis and Marchioness of Grochester were not surprised; they were already aware that their eldest daughter was being courted by the son of Count Bradington, but they still thought it was surprising that this courtship was leading to marriage. The Marquis of Grochester gave his permission for the two of them to marry
After receiving the approval from the Count and Countess of Bradington, the marriage plans proceeded almost instantly.
“Welcome to the future bride-to-be!” Mirya greeted Petronilla, who had come for a visit to the Empress’s Palace, in a more lighthearted way than usual.
Petronilla blushed, feeling a little bashful from hearing those words, and stepped into the room in her favorite yellow dress.
Patrizia also welcomed her sister with a happy face, “Come on in, Older Sister. Congratulations on the upcoming marriage.”
“Thank you, Lizzy.” Petronilla could not hide the joy she felt, and it radiated from her face.
Patrizia had heard that Rothesay was a kindhearted man, and it seemed that was not a lie. She felt like her sister was getting married to a good man, so she felt proud and satisfied. “I am guessing my brother-in-law is treating my sister well. Your face looks much better.”
“I have not even married him yet, Your Majesty.”
“Either way. I think I heard that the wedding will be held next week? It should be a busy for you these days.”
“Correct, I am busy.” Petronilla laughed sheepishly before she recalled what she had come for and added, “Ah, even if I get married, I will continue working to serve Your Majesty. Of course, I will not be able to come and go as often as before, but…”
“It should still be more frequent than if my sister married a nobleman living in the countryside, and was only able to come back and visit me twice a year.” Patrizia smiled and offered a cup of hot tea to Petronilla.
Petronilla opened her mouth to respond with a joke, “Since both of us sisters will now be married, is it Rafaella’s turn to be wed?”
“Speaking of that, she said that she is the only one who is single now, and is going to actively look for a bridegroom.”
“Someone like Ella will be able to find someone very soon.”
“Well, we shall see. That would be obvious in terms of her abilities and appearance, but this kind of matter is not determined by factors such as that…”
“Huhuhu,” Patrizia chuckled before she discreetly asked for her sister’s opinion. “Rather, what is your overall impression of getting married, Older Sister?”
“My overall impression…” With those words, Petronilla’s expression became strange, almost peculiar.
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Translated by Haeli
Edited by RED
