After Athanasia was born, having Diana losing her life. Claude went back to his old habit of drinking and sleeping with various women. Going on and off, he met a French ballerina who caught his attention.
Hair white as snow, eyes green as shiny and...
It's Diana's second death anniversary and Athanasia's birthday. However Claude couldn't care less as he took another big sip from his bottle of whiskey. He was in the French Kingdom for some business with Emperor Hugo who went to Royal Academy with him back in his teenage days. Hugo invited him to a ballet show and promised him an amazing performance. Since6 he had nothing to do, he accepted.
Claude was in his casual royalty uniform and Felix in his knight uniform. They both had the top balcony with a perfect view of the stage away from annoying people.
Once everyone was settled in their seats. Pink lights flared into the stage and the curtains opened to reveal-
The most gorgeous woman Claude had seen since Diana.
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A woman with hair as white as snow, eyes as green as emeralds hidden in a cave with other jewels and gems. Her skin was flawless and looked soft. Claude stared as she gracefully bowed before the music started. Her arms swung as she jumped with her legs split in 180 fast. She moved in sync with the music and danced with every beat and melody of the song. She basically owned it. Her eyes glanced at Claude with a look on interest and so did Claude.
It was nearly the end of the song and the woman took out a flower from her flower crown and crumbled it in her hand before throwing it in the air making an explosion of stars and April's falling everywhere. Everyone stood up, clapped and whistled, throwing her jewelry, flowers and praises. Then a leaf turned into a flying swan and flew to Claude. He leaned his hand and the leaf swan landed and turned into the same figure as the woman. He then noticed it tuned into a crystal. A small smile appeared on his face and the woman bowed once more before the curtain as closed.
"Have you enjoyed the performance?" Emperor Hugo asked, with his wife the Empress Marie by his side.
"It was entertaining. Who was she?" He asked in a bank face. The empress answered.
"Lady Odette Blanchet. Her entire ancestors were performers, dancers, showmen or women. It's in their blood." She smiled. Emperor Hugo nodded.
"Indeed. I've always went to see her parents perform when I was young. So did everyone else. The Blanchet family have a high and respectful reputation. Almost the whole Europe knows them."
"I see."
"Oh! You've received the crystal swanette from Lady Odette!" The empress examined with a bright smile. Claude stared at the crystal which had the figure of the woman- Odette with two wings behind it.
"Yes. What of it?"
"Well Lady Odette has this habit of gifting people she seemed interested in- until now only 7 people receive the Crystal Swanette. I'd say you're the first adult man she gave this to."
"Who else did she give to?"
"An elderly who also used to do ballet. Three children, one of them an orphan. All three of them wishing to do ballet and so she gave them a full scholarship in Ballet Academy. Two to disabled woman and man who used to do ballet but could no longer do. The other to a young man who loved ballet but it deaf and couldn't do it. How ever with Lady Odette's help, he is now able to with her intuition."
"I see." Claude felt pleased, he had thought she'd give this to people who she was interested in that way. Hugo then took him to the after party where the richest and famous nobles were and so was-
Her.
Her hair was open with soft curls, her dress was an off shoulder light green colors and golden shimmers and lace. She looked like a goddess. She seemed bored in the conversations she was having with other nobles who were at least three times her age. They looked perverted and obviously hitting on her.
Claude felt an unpleasant feeling in his chest as an old man placed his hand sneakily on her lower waist. He watched as Odette tensed up, her hands clenching as she put on a fake smile. The orchestra started playing a slow melody and soon some people brought up their parters to the dance floor. The man then leaned to Odette's face, his ugly face had a smirk and Claude read his lips-
"How about we dance in my bed, hmm?"
He's had enough. He marched to them and used his cold and sharp voice.
"I'll be having her first dance." He said. Their heads snapped and Odette seemed relieved whilst the man looked scared. He bowed.
"Blessings and Glory t-to the S-Sun of Obelia. O-of course, you're majesty." He said nervously, then backed off. Claude then looked at Odette who bowed.
"Blessings and Glory upon the Sun of the Obelian Empire." She said in a gentle voice. Claude hummed, he offered his hand in which Odette accepted. They walked to the dance floor and bowed before dancing.
"Thank you for your help back there, your majesty." She said softly. Her emerald eyes met blue jeweled eyes.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Mhmm." She hummed, amusement in her eyes. Claude rolled his eyes but couldn't help but smile.
They waltzed around the dance floor, their bodies moving in sync as if they were two puzzled who were connected. People watched them in awe as they looked like Greek gods. Once the song finished, Claude bowed and Odette bowed on the ground. Everyone clapped and promised them.
The two then stepped outside to the balcony and watched the view of France lake and bridge. The two had glasses of whiskey in their hands. They talked, enjoyed each other's company, and at the end. They were tipsy.
Claude stared at Odette's lips as she gossiped about her past competitors and on how they tried to hurt her so she wouldn't dance. Her lips looked soft. Her eyes were mesmerizing. He didn't feel such desire since ... that wench. Odette then stared back to Claude and he noticed an emotion in her eyes. Desire. Claude leaned in and placed his hand under her chin and asked.
"May I?"
"How can I refuse?" She whispered.
Claude placed his lips on hers and they both felt butterflies in their stomach. Odette placed her hands on Claude face and pulled him closer. Claude bit her bottom lip which made her have surprised moan and he entered her mouth. He explored her and loved how she tasted. Odette clenched her hands on his clothes and pulled back saying.
"Room. Now." She demanded. Claude smirked.
"Demanding from the Emperor now? How bold of you."
"Take me. Or leave me." She said seductively. Claude growled and took her by her arm and walked off. They passed by all the guests and back into where Claude was staying which was the royal sweet. Claude took off his robe but didn't break his kiss with Odette who was too busy taking his clothes off too. After some sweet kisses Claude pulled away and looked at Odette who was breathless and looked absolutely stunning with her hair a bit messy and her dress almost ripped.
"I'll ruin your dress." Claude warned.
"Do I look like I care? Get this poor mistake of a dress off of me." She groaned. Claude smirked and with a sift hand, the dress teased into half and there she was. Her skin glowing in the moonlight. Her flushed skin making Claude's heart race.
