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𝓢𝓬𝓾𝓵𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓴𝓾𝓵𝓵𝓼 | 𝓑𝓛 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 V11|| 𝓼𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 1
"Your highnesses, your presence is required" one of the maid shouted as she was sweating, Angelo and Athanasia looked at each other as were carried to the location, there was Felix that was already waiting for them, something to mention—Angelo was still effected by the slap that was giving few weeks ago and he wasn't interested to meet the emperor AT ALL. Felix was waiting for them as his eyes lighted up when he saw the Prince.
"Your highnesses!" he greeted the princess first as he went on his knees and announced his role as per months; he'll be their personal Knight until the emperor will get an official one. The red head gulped as he looked over the prince, he looked like an angel as always—his beauty was something that not many were able to look at, he considered himself lucky to be able to guard the future crown prince, Angelo looked at the knight, confused.
"Your highness, you've something stuck on your hair—pardon me for my manners" he removed the petal from his hair as the Prince smiled at the knight, Felix felt like as if his heart skipped a beat. He carried the princess as he held through the prince hand which was extremely delicate and fragile just like a feather, Athanasia kept asking questions as Angelo loved the isolated area. It was peaceful, his ears were refreshed by it.
"I'm sure his majesty will be pleased to be awaken by their highnesses" and with that, he left the two royals into the chamber, well that was something. Athanasia was mentally cursing the knight as Angelo began to move around the place but then he noticed a portrait—his eyes widened in atrocity, he couldn't face that. He rushed to the other side of the room, the portrait of man that looked like exactly like him—he didn't want that.
He didn't want to face that, god forbidden. He kept looking around the room as he spotted his sister singing a lubbaby to the emperor, "good morning daddy!" the ruler corrected her by saying that it was evening, he stood up as he noticed the presence of the prince—he looked charming as always but slowly memories began to hunt him, that slap. Angelo eyes showed boredom as he walked over his sister with a innocent aura.
"Seems like Felix let you in, well then we shall eat dinner here" the emperor kept looking at the prince as he felt remorse for that he did, the dinner was setting up for the royals as Angelo was sat on the chair with an elegant posture as Athanasia had her head on his lap which resulted to Angelo to stroke her hair, she felt so loved in this moment that she totally forgot about her act, she let herself enjoy that moment.
