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𝓢𝓬𝓾𝓵𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓴𝓾𝓵𝓵𝓼 | 𝓑𝓛 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 II || 𝓼𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 1
He's beautiful. Something about the young prince was so desirable—he got the beauty of his young father whose death was hard to deal, he was too young when it happened. Angelo got abandoned and he had to look after himself because the emperor was cruel enough to make a five-year-old child look after himself and with no principal fundamentals, Angelo lucky enough, he was a bright child so he didn't had problem with that.
"How lovely" his rosy lips formed a gentle and adorable smile as he was admiring the captivating roses, his enthralling cerulean eyes brightened at the golden-hour. His fingers were brushing against the crimson petals as his attention went on something, a laugh. It was so pleased and buoyant, high pinched which means that it was from a woman—Angelo slowly walked where the sound came from, he saw a beautiful woman.
She had breezy platinum blonde hair as bright like the sunshine, her eyes were so godly—like ruby's were inducted inside. She was wearing revealing clothes as her top was made of pure gold but her pants were a transparent pink which shows her lower part—the front was covered but the back was clearly shown. Angelo saw his father; his body initiated to tremble as be remembered THAT event that happened months ago, he's almost six.
'Who's she?' Angelo asked himself as he started to have this weird bubbly feeling through his veins, he didn't like the fact that his papa got replaced. The lady was really pretty but his papa was extremely gorgeous and why was she with his father? He didn't understood, he began to see red—that was jealousy, it was something that he never experienced before and he didn't like it. His head started to spin and his body was about to give up.
He ran back to his place, he couldn't deal with it. He hated the way how his father looked at that woman, he hated how she was all touchy with his father, he hated how she got so easily the attention that he always desired for—Angelo ran in his chamber as he slammed the door, why was his father so complicated? What did Angelo do to make his father so angry at him? He just wanted some love and that's, he just wants LOVE.
Angelo promised to himself that won't approach those people again, he finally understood that he has only himself and no one else. How easily can you break someone heart? Especially of a child...He was only five for god sakes and yet, he carries such weight on his shoulders—not even the god who carries the sky have this weight on him and yet, a child does. Angelo quickly brushed away his tears, he smiled as he hugged himself...loliness.
Felix couldn't do anything, he was so desperate to approach the fragile prince but Claude prohibited him to even look at that child. 'His majesty is just being silly at this point' and he was right, Claude was mad about something that not even a child could control and yet, Felix was so worried about the little one—he was alone in that abandoned palace and assassins could easily access to it. What if the prince got killed? How they know if he's injured?
Felix was too worried for the child to be honest but he had his reasons, he was woken up by his companions—he simply sighed as he stood up. It'll be a long day for him, he didn't sleep that well since he was overthinking about the star of the Obelian empire. He was already outside the emperor's office as he sighed for the nth time, the emperor that already busy enough with the new lady—she's really nice but that's just Felix.
"Oh my—you're so adorable, Claude" his eyes widened, memories are coming back—those words remind him of HIM. He brushed it off, he was gone and he could do nothing about that—Diana laughed adorably as she was admiring the beauty of her lover, he was quite young since he's in his 20s. She grinned under her hand as it was covering her mouth—her plan is working very well. She did know about Angelo Achille de Alger.
She hated that child...why? Well, she wanted that her future child to be the one on the throne, not some outcast like that prince. She was jealous of his beauty—she heard about his papa, and his beauty could be compared to Aphrodite to add on, his papa was a crown prince of a powerful empire that no empire could compare to. She needed to kill that kid, She NEEDS to do it—she didn't care if he was 6 years old, she needed to do it.
Angelo was alone, he was in his room playing with the baby dragon that he found in the middle of the garden—the dragon is black with beautiful crimson eyes and it got attached to the young prince, whenever Angelo leaves the little one alone—he'll start to follow him around waiting to be picked up. Honestly, Angelo founds the act really adorable that he couldn't say 'no' to his little friend. It was a normal day for Angelo and the adorable dragon.
"What should I name you?" he asked the little dragon who was licking his index finger, his tail was swinging around as Angelo patted his ear. "Ares?" He began to purr as he leaned over his hand even more which meant that he liked the name, "so cute" Angelo giggled, for some reason he felt so good that finally, he had some love—even if not human. Angelo took him in his arms as he began to swing around with his little friend.
He went out as he walked by the garden, he had Ares in his arms as he admired the beauty of nature—for some reason, it relaxed him. He heard voices in the distance as he hid behind a bush that was right in front of the lake—it was THEM. He began to feel more nervous, Ares tilted his head—he didn't know about those people but he know for sure that they are bad because his master was trembling and the thing made him irate.
Angelo felt something nuzzling against his chest as he saw Ares comforting and for some reason, he felt good and ignored everything in the background, Claude was walking with Diana and for some reason, he felt something anger him up but that different type of anger it was more jealousy but why? He ignored the feeling as he gazed at his lover—she was so beautiful but he felt that something was wrong...but why.
Diana loved the attention, she heard that no other woman got the cold-hearted emperor's attention as she did—she felt very special as she had her arm around his muscular arm. She began to act all cute—she noticed a presence but completely ignored it because she wanted Claude's attention on HER. Angelo stayed in silence until they would leave but he got unlucky because the two of them went to the lake—Angelo sighed softly.
His jewelled eyes looked at the couple, at this point he didn't really care anymore. He stood up and he quickly left without being noticed and now, he was walking through the corridors but he wasn't watching his steps as he collided with someone. "Look where are you going you—" the person's eyes widened, he was beautiful. He blushed at the sudden beauty of the prince.
"I'm sorry" he smiled at the person. His eyes flashed a shade of pink as he blushed like crazy.
