Standing apart from everyone, alone while solemn, greeting those who approached him in congratulations, Zeleskiaz appeared calm from a distance. Yet Orland's eye stared carefully at the young crown prince's frame… making his frown flinch in delight as malicious thoughts crossed his mind as he read what many ignored.
'Hmph… At least you know you should be anxious too, greedy brat.' — Orland smirked, deciding to converse with Francois unlike a moment ago. — "He's behaving himself. I'll grant you that, Frois."
Laughter was followed by a tease of his old friend. And while the two tried to appease the anticipation, a crown prince greeted aloof those who walked around. Lost in thought, while thinking only about the lady who soon would arrive and be announced as the one who has his eye on.
'It's about time… I can sense how she's about to arrive… Eff*ng hell. I cannot wait.'
