Princess Emmanuelle of Navarre
It felt nice to know that Crispin could not take his eyes off of her as she really couldn't keep her eyes on him because she would do nothing but blush and look away. Emmanuelle had let out a soft sigh then wiggled in her seat as she straightened up, eyes went from person to person now but then fell upon Crispin again. A smile could not help but form among her lips as her pearly white teeth showed now. It seemed like the people that sat around them kept staring at them because their love vibrated throughout the room - At least, that's what it felt like to her.
When Crispin leaned over and spoke so that only she can hear, Emmauelle could not even hold back her chuckle that was actually genuine and soft. She continued to listen to him as he continued on with his words, making her chuckle and blush but then she looked at Crispin with her mouth suddenly parted open at the last of his words. She cleared her throat momentarily before she began to respond to his earlier words.
"I would definitely love to retire back to your chambers, Crispin as our company is definitely a bit stale but I am quite intrigued by Sabina and Peter over there." Her eyes briefly trailed towards the duo before her gaze went back to Crispin.
"I can wait until we're crowned to go further with you, my prince. But I see no harm in kissing and cuddling up with you." She returned the prince's smile from earlier then lowered her head a little bit.
"I understand that we have very important matters to discuss but maybe you can get the servants to bring some tea with a hint of something extra." Emmanuelle spoke with her brows wiggling towards Crispin now as she slid her chair back and stood up now.
"Pardon me, my Queen but myself and Prince Crispin were wondering if we could be excused back to his chambers. Just for afternoon tea, your grace and to discuss some matters before the marriage." She spoke softly with a bow that soon followed as she turned towards everyone else present.
"The rest of you enjoy the meal." After she spoke those words, she turned heel and exited the dining hall, walking a few paces away but hid behind the corner and decided to wait for Crispin. Emmanuelle knew that it was out of practice for a Princess to dismiss herself in front a Queen and hoped that Crispin wouldn't be upset with her.
Lord Peter of House Medici
Peter listened to Sabina's words with that infamous smirk of his as he also leaned back in his seat after placing down his knife and fork. He let her first set of words sink in as he stifled a laugh then leaned up and over towards her as he whispered.
"Through those words, my dear Sabina, I did not hear a no." Peter's hand reached down and grabbed a hold of her knee, softly as he continued to smirk while looking towards the Queen for a moment then back towards Sabina, his hand slowly caressed her knee.
"My whores are nothing of your concern and they are no longer of my own concern. They've moved on from me and I've moved on from them. You don't have to believe but you will see." He mentioned as he listened to her speak again. Peter admired how much Sabina had studied him over the years and while they were intimate with one another. It showed that she somewhat cared about him, at least in his mind it did but he wasn't going to let his own thoughts cloud up his own judgement.
"You forgot to add my sharp tongue, which is something that you were once familiar with." Peter said just as Emmanuelle stood up and dismissed herself along the prince.
With a raised brow, his attention went from the duo back over to Sabina then back over to the Queen, bowing his head out of respect before he stood up.
"This midday meal was delightful as always, my Queen. Sabina, would you mind it if I escorted a gorgeous rose such as yourself towards the gardens?" Peter had her once again in his grasp as he felt that she wouldn't deny him in front of his very own Queen, who anticipated the response from Sabina. Peter had his hand out as it waited for Sabina's hand to clasp onto it.
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