Letting a glass out of his hand and letting it break, Kicily grabbed the prince by the magnificent jabot on his chest. Drawing inevitable attention to himself, the general had to let Yamina go. Unfortunately, the title limited his actions, and to succumb to the impulse, to paint the perfect face of a friend, Kicily could not. This would have brought about irreversible bad consequences for the whole family of Boers. With his teeth sliced through, the general lost his anger in one breath, but the hot lump continued to press somewhere in the heart. The society's views were quickly lost. Most of those present were aware of the strong friendship between Prince Batillos and Count Borey and therefore limited themselves to the meager speculation of an easy squabble.
- Ha!" a small sign of Yamin's insight broke out. - Are you in love with her? - The prince's face was covered in a sneaky smile. - But, of course, she doesn't know about it. You think a confession is meaningless and in vain! In the case of the "frivolous Vespera" that as a girl dreams of love, although you do not get it as a wife, you could take full advantage of the feeling and enjoy the royal flush.
Kinsley was as furious as he was. Having forgotten everything in the world, the general loaded his stone fist into the prince's temple and he collapsed on the marble floor. The society was frightened and rounded its eyes, but Yamin immediately seized the situation and took control of it, quickly rising to his feet:
- I'm sorry," he bowed to the guests with a big, charming smile, "we're kids. I made my best friend play my stupid argument. I made him fight with me here and now. Forgive me for being free," he bowed to the guests again. - I figured sparkling wines didn't affect my agility, but I'm afraid they affected my recklessness.
- Do you need to see a doctor? - The court officer clarified.
- No, it was a gentle, friendly blow, don't worry," Yamin assured, continuing to shine with a smile. When friends stopped being the object of attention, the prince turned to Kicily: "You, my dear friend, lost your head completely. And because of some woman! We warriors don't deserve it... But, as you can see, I forgive your impudence generously. - Yamin fixed a long, thick, oblique bangs. - You know, I got your first set in place," he took a glass of sparkling wine. - I think Princess Madeleine was the one I was looking for.
When Kicily was awarded a sarcastic one-sided grin, the prince slipped away to his lady. The general felt an unbridled rage, raging right in his chest. She fogged her mind, spiked her veins with barbed fire, and demanded a breakthrough in the animal fight. Unseemly swallowed the contents of the glass in one fell swoop, Kicily went to the fresh air, in the luxurious, fragrant in the serene swaddling of the evening, the royal garden. The general needed to calm down not the anger, but the bitter heart. The heart, which of all women in the world, chose the one that cannot be touched with lips.
Madeleine laughed loudly and melodiously, like a little sweet-voiced bird. The cornflower eyes shone like two sapphires. The soul was thoughtlessly torn into an unknown but so enticing abyss. Prince Yamin complimented Madeleine and became the soul of their little company, joking a lot and subtly, than irrevocably fell in love with the young ladies. Ursula noticed the changed smiles of her friend, saw how attentive to her prince. She already thought that between Madeleine and Yamin can start a completely different kind of communication and decided to contribute to it:
- Prince Yamin, why don't you stay in the Kingdom of Trivia? I ask you to stay for lunch tomorrow! We will play afterward in phantasms, charades, and preferences. Do you like such games?
- Thank you for the invitation, Your Highness. I will be at lunch by all means. And I will play any game with you with pleasure.
- I am glad to hear it. We will be waiting for you. - In the hall, we announced a new dance. - Madeleine, your waltz! - My friend emphasized and looked around, looking for the eyes of the general. - Where is Kicily?
Madeleine got excited, her breath became frequent and, having opened the fan, she started to wave convulsively. This never happened to her. Whatever it never happened to anyone! Cavaliers never disappeared, asking the lady for a dance - it's the top of disrespect, the top of the arrogance, the more so to abandon the lady of such a high position. Madeleine was tensely remembering who was in society at that moment, who could hear the promised dance, and who now, knowing the shameful truth, will spread it to all the kingdoms. What could be worse than being the object of ridicule? Dizziness made her dizzy, and tears of anxiety appeared in front of her.
- Your Highness, do not let society see your feelings, do not feed the "beast", - advised Prince Yamin. - You are among friends. Believe me, we will not discuss this case.
- I promise you to be impartial and strict with him, - assured Prince Maximilian, - and the punishment will follow.
The general's failure to show up has eroded all joy. Madeleine kept thinking about the disgrace to which her lower earl had been subjected. Even though everything remained in a narrow circle, it wasn't easy for her to be there either. She tried to find an excuse for Kicily, wanted to convince herself that the general had prevented possible attacks, but did not believe a single reason. Forgetting about dancing with a lady at the ball is an impermissible impudence!