The Shadow of Great Britain

Chapter 1764: Chapter 85: Who Is More Attractive, Me or Carter of North City? (3)

”Then you’re underestimating the girls too much.” Eld swallowed the last bite of his sandwich and casually picked up the milk on the table for a swig: ”What’s wrong with being sixteen? She’s not living in the deserts of Syria, nor is she in the closed environment of a boarding school flipping through the Bible. She’s a Crown Princess, and she’s in daily contact with Britain’s future young talents. If I were in her shoes, I couldn’t guarantee not being tempted. If this girl hasn’t made any calculations of her own, then she’s truly unqualified.”

Arthur didn’t take Eld’s words to heart at all. In his view, Victoria attempting to do something out of line within the Kensington System was simply impossible.

He just lifted his coffee cup, blowing the faint heat on the surface: ”So, you mean to say... she’s already interested in someone?”

Eld smirked, teasing Arthur with a secret: ”That’s right, I actually know who it is.”

This time, he not only attracted Arthur’s attention, but even Becky in the kitchen couldn’t help but perk up her ears.

”Don’t tell me, the Crown Princess is in love with you.”

Eld waved his hand: ”I don’t think there’s anything good about being the King’s Consort. Even if they paid me, I wouldn’t go.”

”Who asked you?” Arthur just assumed this guy was rambling again: ”Perhaps I should tell your uncle about this, and he’ll probably make you go on one more global voyage to clear your head.”

”I never said it was really me.” Eld retorted with wide eyes: ”I’m talking about Lord Elphinstone, that guy is rather keen on matters related to the Princess.”

”Who?” Arthur was stunned. He had been teaching at Kensington Palace for more than half a year, but had no impression of Lord Elphinstone.

After thinking for a while, Arthur finally remembered who he was: ”You wouldn’t be talking about Elphinstone, the one who runs errands for His Majesty the King, ready at a moment’s notice, would you?”

”Exactly, it’s him.” Eld declared confidently: ”You didn’t know, did you? That day when we just returned from Kensington Palace, we saw him outside holding a painting. It’s a sketch for the Princess. Although the technique isn’t top-notch, the sentiment is very evident. Do you know what was drawn?”

”Was it of the Princess?”

”It was a dog in Kensington Garden.”

Arthur furrowed his brows, unable to hold back a laugh: ”A dog? You mean Dash? The Princess is indeed quite fond of it.”

”No,” the love sage of the Beggar meticulously analyzed: ”The dog is just in the background, standing in the flower bushes, looking towards the windowsill. On the sill, there’s an open book, a freshly cut rose, and... a silhouette.”

”A silhouette?”

”Yes, very much like Her Highness. The most intriguing part is, he didn’t draw a face.”

Arthur chuckled: ”So you concluded that the painting contained hidden feelings?”

”I wouldn’t presume to comment on someone else’s thoughts, but I can say that after the painting was sent, Her Highness placed it on her writing desk for two whole days. Originally, that desk only had the books you gave her and the potted plants sent by her sister from Germany.”

Hearing this, Arthur suddenly felt uneasy: ”Eld, if you don’t mind me asking, how do you know what’s on the Princess’s desk?”

Eld replied with a proud look: ”That, of course, is thanks to my unique charm. I know a Maid from Kensington Palace.”

Arthur felt his hair stand on end at that moment. This was even more shocking than Victoria having a budding romance.

He had meticulously planned and pondered repeatedly, expending great effort to finally break through Kensington Palace’s defenses.

However, all his efforts were still no match for Eld’s ”unique charm”?

Ridiculous!