Chapter 368: Pistols and Pianos (2/2)

”Your family never had instruments in your household?”

Berengar immediately realized he had slipped up and was once more referring to his past life, and as such, immediately corrected his statement.

”What I meant to say was I never had a teacher who could get through to me...”

Adela giggled when she heard this; after doing so, she began to instruct Berengar to follow her lead.

”Hold out your hands like this!”

As such, she slowly began to introduce Berengar to all of the piano's keys and the positions he needed to place his fingers to play the instrument properly. After several hours of learning, Berengar finally let out a sigh of exhaustion; he had no idea that learning how to play the piano was so tricky.

However, Adela had a pretty smile on her face; it was not every day that her friends and family took an interest in her hobbies; Berengar had spent an ungodly amount of money fostering the arts and even used his magnificent brain to conjure up new instruments for her to play. Now he took time out of his busy schedule to sit with her and learn how to play the piano.

The very thought made her heartbeat rapidly; as such, she latched onto Berengar and rested her head on his shoulder as he continued to push through the lesson. Berengar noticed this but refused to ruin the moment with some snarky remark, and thus he continued to misplay the piano until his hands grew too tired to continue.

After doing so, Adela raised her head from his shoulder and kissed him on the lips, twirling her tongue around his own as she did so. It was not until they were interrupted by Henrietta at the doorway that they stopped their display of affection.

Henrietta stared at them with a stoic expression as she announced her presence by knocking on the open door. By now, walking in on her brother making out with one of his lovers was something she had grown accustomed to. Of course, the moment she knocked and interrupted their little session, Adela grew flushed with embarrassment.

Berengar gazed up at Henrietta and asked the question on his mind in the calmest facade he could muster; after all, he was not exactly pleased that he and Adela were interrupted when things were going so smoothly.

”Henrietta, my dear sister, what is the matter?”

Henrietta immediately pointed at the old grandfather clock in the corner of the room and muttered a single word.

”Dinner”

After doing so, she left Berengar and Adela alone, where they picked themselves up and acted as nothing had happened between the two of them. Berengar quickly presented his hand to Adela with a handsome smile as he asked the question on his mind.

”Well, shall we go?”

Adela returned his smile with one of her own and a silent nod before grasping ahold of his hand and following his lead to the Dining Area. By the time they arrived, the others were present and waiting for the head of the household to arrive.

They would enjoy a fine meal together as a family during the peaceful days that the Kingdom of Austria was facing. Before long, war would erupt once more, and Berengar intended to enjoy every moment of serenity that he could get his hands on.

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