The Prince's Revenge
12: Dinner
“Egon..” Anastasia looked at her toes while calling out to Egon gently.
“Hmm?” Egon, who was still lying on the bed, responded without opening his mouth. It was too difficult for him to open his eyes, especially after a long night for the two of them.
“What's okay like this?” Still sitting on the edge of the mattress, Anastasia squeezed the white sheets on her palms, as if she was holding back the emotional turmoil that had not disappeared the night before.
“Frederick will love you more.”
“But I don't love her..” Anastasia turned her gaze towards Egon. Trying to express his true feelings to Egon.
Egon who understood the atmosphere, opened his eyes slowly. He wanted to see more clearly, what kind of expression was the girl beside him.
Angrier.
Hates.
Piqued.
It was a lot of regret that was seen on his face.
Regrets to himself who can't do anything.
A regret to himself that could easily fall for the man beside her.
Egon understands.
A noble princess like Anastasia, would definitely regret what she had done all this time, let alone that the deed had desecrated herself.
If only the crown prince's fiancee had not been affected by the plague back then, Anastasia might still have been able to be with Egon without having to accept her father's order to marry Frederick.
“You must prepare, today Frederick asked you out on a date ’kan?”
“...”
“I hope you can accept, the reason why, we should not meet again like this.”
Egon got up from his bed. He put his clothes back on before he left his own daughter Anastasia in his room.
***
“Egon?”
“Hmm?”
“Hey, are you tired?” Mysha combed Egon's hair with her fingers. I just came back from the supermarket to buy food. He had not expected to see Egon fall asleep with his head on the dining table.
Egon opened his eyes slowly, watching the girl before him who was smiling gently. I don't know what was on his mind, but he returned the smile. And again, he raised his hand to touch the side of Mysha's face.
“You are beautiful” he said unknowingly.
“Hah?” Mysha was shocked to hear what Egon said. All this time, no one had ever said anything like that to her, except her female friends.
Egon who immediately realized what he was doing immediately widened his eyes and rose from his position. “Sorry, I just had a weird dream.”
“Who was that beautiful woman you called beautiful earlier?” Mysha sneered cunningly at Egon's flushed ears. Although in fact, he was a little sad to know that Egon's praise of him earlier, it was not directed at him.
Egon did not answer.
His face suddenly changed. The red hue on her cheek faded quickly.
“You all right?”
“So what did you buy?” Egon switched the conversation without answering Mysha. He turned his gaze toward the shopping bag filled with fill.
“Oh yes! I bought you Jasmin” tea Mysha immediately took the cold tea in the packaging and gave it to Egon.
“Oh! Thank you! I know I can count on you” said Egon.
Egon then opened the lid of the bottle and sipped the liquid quickly.
“You look tired.”
“Now, lately I've been feeling very tired.”
“Do you get sick?”
“No..”
Mysha looked at Egon with an uneasy feeling. Something's wrong with Egon. He looks limp and pale. If indeed Egon was not sick, he was afraid that he was feeling stressed.
“You need not hesitate to tell me your problem. I know it must be difficult, but I will always listen to you.”.
To be sure, Mysha said so.
Egon smiled. He held onto Mysha's head and ruffled her hair slowly.
“Thank you.. but I'm okay.”
“Hey, there is actually something I want to talk to you about, so I told you to wait here” While getting rid of Egon's hand that was still on top of his head, Mysha spoke. He then rearranged his hair using his fingers.
“What is it?”
“I've met the author ‘The Dark Prince’”
“Oh yes?”
“Iya, he is quite handsome and—“
“Bare?” With a flat tone, Egon cut Mysha. Then, he took another bottle of tea in the package. He opened the lid before handing it to Mysha.
“Not, he's handsome and rich” Mysha received it, then drank it a few sips before she closed the bottle again.
“Oh? I don't think the writer will make it too much. What is his original job?”
“Yes right? I think so too, it seems to such a person, writing a novel is just a side job. I don't know what his other job is..” replied Mysha.
And..”
“Dan?”
“Now he invites me to dinner.just two.”.
“Date?”
“Maybe”
“And you're going?”
“I don't know.”
“...” Egon could see, a feeling of indecision clearly on Mysha's face.
“You don't have to worry about me. I understand that you have to meet a lot of people besides me,”.
“Not so.. I just feel burdened because he's the work partner I work with.” Mysha held her chin in her hand.
“So yes.”
“Hah..it looks like I'm leaving. If he does anything unnatural I'll go straight away.”
“You can call me if anything happens”
“Alright.. thanks”
***
There was a feeling of guilt felt by Mysha when she was about to leave Egon to meet another man. Though he knows that he and Egon have no special relationship—for now—.
“Why do you look so ordinary when I say that.” Mysha muttered to herself, feeling disappointed by Egon's attitude that didn't look jealous at all.
Too preoccupied with his thoughts, unknowingly, he was already at the upscale restaurant, where Frederick had invited him to meet. The atmosphere was very different from the small restaurants he frequented. He could see how the chefs were cooking and serving the food, as the kitchen was shown with glass as a barrier.
The table and chair are made of teak wood. Although there is no tabletop cloth decorating, on the table is available plate mats and napkins that have been folded neatly. He immediately smiled as soon as he saw Frederick had realized his presence and greeted him.
“Sorry late.”
“No, I came too soon” Frederick immediately stood up from his chair and walked towards the chair that Mysha was going to sit in. He pulled out his chair and invited Mysha to sit down.
“Thank you.”
“By the way you look so pretty in that shirt.”
That day Mysha wore a knee-length dress with furing and sleeveless chiffon. Pale pink color is very suitable with the skin and hair color. He wore a furry white bolero to protect his arm from the cold of the night.
His brown hair was partially tied with a ribbon that was the same color as his shirt. In his ears there are white heart-shaped earrings. In order not to look too plain, on his neck was hanging a thin necklace with a round pendant shaped with white jewels.
“Thank you, my friend helped me to select this.” he explained.
Yes, going to a luxurious place like this was something he had never done before. When choosing clothes Mysha looks evil. Finally, he asks Egon to help him choose a dress.
“I want to look elegant without removing the impression of myself,” that's the condition that Mysha gave for the display at that time.
Unfortunately, since Mysha did not have the clothes in question, the two of them ended up going to a boutique down the street in somewhat of a hurry. A small boutique that sells beautiful clothes at a sloping price.
Without lingering, the two of them also chose clothes that would be best suited to Mysha. Although Egon himself does not really understand about the fashion of people today, but if to give an assessment of the dress he is quite reliable. He knows the character of Mysha.
“Oh yes? Looks like your friend knows a lot about you.” Frederick propped up his chin on his right hand, still with a smile on his face.
“It looks like so,” Mysha replied happily. How not, the person he likes is referred to as a person who really understands himself.
Although Frederick was a little curious about the friend in question, he switched the subject and began ordering appetizers. They also began to talk about. Light topics, such as the activities they did these few days.
Seriate...
