Moving On
S2 Chapter 69

The Royal Palace of Madrid.

Zeroun and Emelie had just arrived at the party location. The couple was greeted with great respect. That night Zeroun didn't bring any bodyguards into the party venue. It was quite risky and Zeroun did not want to take the risk until it ended up ruining everything.

Emelie wore a marron-red dress with a small crown on her head. Her hair was tied slightly on the back. His hand seemed to hold Zeroun's sturdy arm so affectionately. Her lips smiled sweetly.

“Darling, are you okay?” zeroun whisper. The man looked puzzled at the look on Emelie's face that night.

“My stomach hurts a little. Looks like I want to go to the toilet after meeting the owner of the house,” said Emelie still with a fine facial expression.

Zeroun scrunched his forehead. Hearing his wife is sick, of course not a trivial thing for Zeroun, “We should just go home. I don't want you to get sick just for attending a party like this.”

“Zeroun, are you kidding me. You must remember who asked us to come to this party. If you don't want to find trouble with Uncle Arnold, you should follow the request.” Emelie looked at Zeroun's face with a smile.

“Hmm, alright.” Zeroun threw his gaze in the other direction.

Emelie and Zeroun paid tribute to the King and Queen who had invited them. Not just to the host. Everyone also congratulated Emelie and Zeroun on their marriage. Many important people surrounded Zeroun and Emelie that night.

Emelie looks increasingly agitated, “I go to the toilet first. Please accompany them until I return,” whispered Emelie.

“Darling, are you kidding me? You're asking me to accompany insignificant people like this and leave you alone?” zeroun protest but still with a fairly slow voice.

“It's much better.” Emelie took off her grip from Zeroun's arm, “I'll be back soon.”

Zeroun stared at Emelie's departure with a look of dislike. The man looked back at the few members of the kingdom who were now in front of him. As much as possible Zeroun answers the questions posed to him.

On the other side. Emelie walked to the toilet. His steps stopped when he saw a quiet room facing directly with the beauty of the night city of Madrid. Emelie no longer remembered her aching stomach. The beautiful scenery was like a pretty great medicine.

“Princess Emelie,” says someone from the side. Emelie turned her body. Her lips carved a pretty smile. The figure that was now standing before him was a male figure that was quite close to his childhood story.

“Harry?” chirp Emelie with a look of disbelief, “Hmm, sorry. I mean Prince Harry.” Emelie chuckled while covering her mouth.

“Hey, why did you become formal like that calling me? Haven't you always called me by name without position.” Prince Harry slowly approached Emelie. The man seemed happy to see Emelie again.

“It's nice to meet you, Harry. But I have to go back to my husband. He will look for me and will worry about me.” Emelie turned her body. The woman did not want to linger in front of men because of her status as a wife of another man.

However, Emelie's footsteps came to a halt as Prince Harry clasped Emelie's wrists. The man tried to hold Emelie back from leaving her that quickly.

“Harry, what's up?” emelie asked with her eyebrows clinging to each other. The woman looked at Prince Harry's hand, which now held his hand so tightly.

“You must come to my wedding,” Prince Harry said with a friendly smile.

Emelie carved a pretty beautiful smile upon hearing the good news she had just heard. In fact, Emelie no longer remembers with her hand that is now in the grasp of Prince Harry, “Of course. I'll come.”

From a distance, Zeroun appeared. The man walked over with his favorite cold expression. His eyes were sharp enough to see another man's hand now touching his wife. However, Zeroun did not want to be too visible when he was angry. The man set his facial expression as calm as possible so as not to cause trouble at the location of the party.

Zeroun pulled Emelie's waist suddenly when he was very close to his wife. Emelie's body was inside Zeroun's arms. Prince Harry's hand, which had been on Emelie's wrist, was also released.

Zeroun stared at Prince Harry's face with a murderous look. His teeth clashed and were ready to punch Prince Harry that night. Emelie knew what Zeroun's gaze meant. He chuckled to break Zeroun's creepy gaze.

“Prince Zeroun, this-”

“Eh?” chirps Emelie is confused. However, in a short time the woman came to her senses with the intent of Zeroun's sentence, “Ya. Baby.” Emelie chuckled as she looked at Prince Harry.

“Baby?” prince Harry said with a face that held back laughter.

“Yes. Baby Emelie's. Is there a problem, Prince Harry?” said Zeroun with a face that is no longer friendly.

“Of course there is no. So, Prince Harry invited us to his wedding party.” Emelie looked at Zeroun's face with a meaningful smile.

Zeroun could breathe a sigh of relief. At least the man who was now standing before him was not the man who intended to snatch Emelie from his side.

“Prince Zeroun, nice to meet you. You are a pretty sweet guy,” said Prince Harry with a pretty friendly smile.

“Manic?” chirp Zeroun with a meaningful smile, “It's nice to meet you, Prince Harry.”

“Yes. I think our meeting got here. I have to return to England.” immediately Harry's impersonation looks at Emelie's face once again, “I'm sorry for not being present at your wedding, Emelie. I was very busy.”

“Yes. No problem,” replied Emelie with a smile as sweet as possible.

Prince Harry stared at Zeroun's face briefly before leaving the place. Now all that was left in that place was Emelie and Zeroun who stood looking at the back of Prince Harry who had moved away.

“Are you bored with me?” zeroun whisper.

Emelie tilted her head. The woman chuckled slightly before gently rubbing Zeroun's cheeks, “You're jealous?”

Zeroun took off his hand that had been on Emelie's waist. The man walked to a chair in the room. The location was quite quiet. Usually used by some visitors to call to avoid the commotion that occurs at the party location.

Emelie carved a smile. She sits on Zeroun's lap and hugs her husband's neck spoiled, “I love you.”

“Yes. I know.” Zeroun carved a small smile. You could say a forced smile.

Emelie attached her lips to Zeroun's. The woman tried to melt the atmosphere that had been tense since. Emelie no longer had any other way to persuade her husband other than that way.

“You are a pretty smart woman, Emelie,” Zeroun said with a small smile.

“Baby Emelie,” protest Emelie with lips forward.

Zeroun chuckled slightly before returning Emelie's kiss that night. He had also placed both hands on Emelie's waist. Zeroun's kiss that night was quite tender and filled with love. His jealousy is always growing when it comes to the woman he loves. Let alone touch. Even the woman was looked at by other men, Zeroun did not accept.

“Finally, he's not angry anymore. I have no other way to please her tonight. I'm sorry, Zeroun. But, that jealous face of yours was pretty sweet. The expression on your face makes me love you even more,” Emelie murmured inwardly.

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