Thales looked solemnly at the piece of sausage on his plate, held his breath, and slowly raised the knife according to the posture of Professor Jinni in his memory.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Finally, the prince sighed deeply.

He loosened his grip, put the knife and fork back on both sides of the plate, and gave up the idea of ​​eating.

Thales raised his eyes with a headache, and looked at the blond girl on the other side of the dining table, who stared at him with a pair of green eyes, pouted her mouth, and stared at him dissatisfied. The food in front of her didn't move at all.

As soon as they entered the dining room of the Grand Duchess, Thelma overcame the unanimous objections of Jinx and the two maids and drove them out with a cold face. Surprisingly, the Grand Duchess only expressed a symbolic expression.

It was very rare in the past for her to comply with the wishes of the Grand Duchess despite her objections.

"Okay," Thales had to bite the bullet and said, "Our respected Grand Duchess, do you have any objections to my dining posture?"

Thelma snorted softly, then stared at him for three seconds, then pouted and said:

"here we go again."

Thales was surprised: "What?"

"You're talking to me like that again," the girl said with a sullen expression, "'Dear Grand Duchess' in a tone that makes people want to punch you."

Thales opened his eyes wide, looked at her helplessly, and smiled: "But this is the proper title for meeting the Grand Duchess, especially our lovely and charming one..."

There was a sudden sound of metal hitting:

"Dang!"

Thales looked at Thelma blankly: the girl with a gloomy face had just stabbed a knife and cut the plate of beef in front of her in two.

The incision is smooth.

Thelma was still looking at him with a frown, her eyes full of unhappiness.

The young prince's throat rolled.

He took a deep breath, put away his smile, and pushed the thought of making the girl laugh with his playful tone deep into his stomach.

It seems that she is in a really bad mood.

so……

"Boom!" There was another crisp sound of metal colliding with the dinner plate, and the beef on Selma's dinner plate became three pieces.

Thales was shocked.

alarm.

alarm!

It was...even scarier than when she was there two years ago.

Thales immediately calmed down the expression on his face and calmly looked at Thelma who had her mouth raised.

"I'm sorry," the prince looked into Selma's eyes sincerely: "It's my fault... I have ignored your mood from just now until now."

Thelma's eyes moved, and her stern expression became a little looser.

Seeing her depressed look, Thales couldn't help but lower his head and sighed.

The next second, the prince decisively left his seat and walked towards the girl.

Thelma was slightly startled.

Seeing Thales getting closer and closer, she seemed a little uncomfortable and shrank slightly like a hedgehog.

The girl curled her lips and hummed in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

Thales didn't answer her.

The prince walked straight to Thelma, who looked suspiciously, pulled out a chair on the side of the dining table, and sat down silently.

"Hey, remember, I'm your friend," the prince leaned forward, put down his arms and leaned on the dining table, looked at Thelma seriously, and showed a gentle smile: "You know, you can trust me."

"You can tell me anything."

Thelma's breathing was slightly disordered, but she still tried her best to maintain her dissatisfied expression and snorted from her nose.

But Thales was still very patient, looking at her gently without changing his gaze.

One second.

Two seconds.

This time, Selma, who had always had a straight face, felt a little embarrassed by him.

The girl cleared her throat unnaturally and turned her head away.

But Thales still looked at her with burning eyes.

Finally, Thelma, who couldn't stand being stared at by him, took a deep breath helplessly and blew it out hard.

She raised her eyes and looked up, watching her forehead hair being blown up.

"never mind."

"It's nothing," Thelma pouted, glanced at Thales, and lowered her head with a gloomy face: "It's just that I have a bad temper."

"No." Thales shook his head.

"Selma," the prince breathed out and tried to slow down his speech: "Good girl."

"I know this must be a difficult day for you."

"On the day of listening to the government, those disobedient vassals..."

Thelma whipped her head back and breathed faster.

"Humph." She looked at Thales angrily and asked sarcastically:

"It's difficult, how could it be?"

"I am the Grand Duke of Longxiao City, the only one in the past seven hundred years..."

"I control Exter's most powerful territory, how can it be difficult..." Thelma's breathing became heavier and heavier, the girl crossed her arms and said with an ugly face:

Thales looked at her quietly.

"...My vassals are all the most loyal people," Thelma said angrily: "They are powerful and wise. With them here, Longxiao City is as stable as the Sighing Mountains..."

"I don't have to worry about anything, including my own affairs. Everything in Longxiao City is running in an orderly manner, and the Walton family is as prosperous as ever..."

Thelma seemed to have started talking, her mouth opening and closing became wider and wider, and the girl's expression became more and more angry.

"So why am I in trouble? Compared to a trembling, pitiful hostage prince who is afraid that one day I will eat him to pieces, I am simply the happiest woman in the world... Well!

"

The girl was stunned.

Her mouth was gagged.

Thelma looked at Thales's movements in astonishment and felt what was in her mouth.

The prince didn't know when he had already sat down next to Thelma.

Thales looked directly into Thelma's clear eyes.

The girl was a little at a loss and her face was slightly red.

Then.

The second prince breathed out a breath of calmness and took the spoon out of the stunned Thelma's mouth.

"If this spoonful of beans can't calm you down," Thales said with a smile. He turned around and spooned another full spoonful of beans on the dinner plate, shaking it in front of Thelma: "Then I have another spoonful.

."

Only then did Thelma react. Her reddish face showed a tendency to become angry. She held a mouth full of beans and said "um" several times with extreme dissatisfaction.

Thales still smiled with narrowed eyes and shook the spoonful of beans in his hand at her.

"That's right!"

"Crush them hard!"

"This will relieve your anger!"

Thelma pouted her mouth, which was bulging with beans, and stared at him dissatisfiedly for three seconds.

Thales smiled in response.

Finally, the girl with an unwavering expression gave a loud "hum".

She turned her head away, stared at Thales sideways, and chewed the beans in her mouth angrily.

The chewy texture seemed like what she was chewing was not beans, but Thales' meat.

The prince winked at her with a smile in his eyes.
To be continued...