Please Let Me Live a Lazy Life!

Chapter 18: I Want to Live a Lazy Life (3)

Author's Note:

*sobs* I finally finished this chaappptterrr! ｡･ﾟ･(*ﾉД'*)･ﾟ･。

To describe my suffering from the past few months--

Work Place Miscommunication:

The Lab Supervisor to our CEO: We can handle 4,000 samples at the most.

Our liaison between the lab to the CEO: We can do 8,000.

Our CEO and our sales-rep, who slapped a hand on top of the roof of our lab: This baby can hold 10,000 COVID samples.

So after my last update, I was dying. 

Things are all better now though! I mean, at least I got some sleep? And the next chapter is shorter, so it should be out sooner? Maybe? Probably.

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The sunlight filtered through the tree's canopy, warming the chilly morning air and blanketing the earth with a dazzling show of radiance. Though Autumn's coolness made itself known in the winds, Evadne Academy's flora was full of life, the surrounding forest, an emerald green. The birds seemed unaffected by the colder climate, their songs livening the atmosphere and creating a bright image throughout the woods.

Edward took a deep breath and then released it slowly through his nose, the crisp air clearing his mind and settling his nerves. He sat on one of the forest's many benches, well hidden from the forest paths and more into the middle of the wilderness. Along with the beauty of nature, the 'Ice Prince' did not look out of place, especially with how his golden hair had shined and glowed under the sunlight. It was a strangely peaceful image, one that would compel others to relax involuntarily.

With his hands neatly folded in his lap and his head slightly leaned back, he closed his ice-blue eyes. "What brings Sir McGowan to this part of the academy?"

Allister McGowan stood some ways behind Edward, startled from his hiding place as he was unexpectedly ousted by the eldest son of the Rosetta's. At first, noticing the Ice Prince's absence from their class's private salon was a coincidence. Finding him outside in the academy's gardens was also a coincidence, an opportunity-- the Crown Prince was nowhere in sight; Rosetta was separate from the majority of the student body, and located in a rather private part of the academy grounds. He could confront the Rosetta Heir without invoking the suspicion of their classmates, but it seemed that Edward Rosetta thought that same as well.

Astutely, Allister didn't respond, not daring to test his intelligence against one of the top students in the school who ranked first in their last exam. Regardless, Edward didn't even bother to wait for a response and opened his cold-feeling eyes.

"You must pass my apologies to your grandfather, Marquis McGowan," Edward began, his voice unusually soft. "I unintentionally insulted his intelligence in front of my father. Katherine is right; Marquis McGowan is not a careless man. He's especially not a man that would make reckless plans-- such as kidnapping the son of the Prime Minister. The son of a Duke."

With every word that passed Edward's lips, the tension in the air built until it was thick enough to cut with a knife. Allister continued to play mute, but that didn't deter the other from resuming their one-sided conversation.

"Marquis McGowan spent his entire life building his empire, even under the tyrannical rule of Dominus Regale. During that time period, he has learned to be ruthless, but careful. He covers his tracks swiftly and thoroughly and uses his paranoia to his advantage. Anything out of place would be cut off or replaced. He wouldn't plot something so... sloppy. Indiscreet. And those Gullfaxi horses are anything but discreet. My abduction would be anything but discreet."