TOGETHER WE WILL CONQUER THE WORLD (WMMAP)

Chapter Twenty-One: Hair

"Very."

"It was fun."

"Good."

3 YEARS LATER...

The triplets were now 10 years old. Arthur was now taller than both his sisters. Athanasia was after him and Angelina the shortest. They celebrated that they reached staying alive and having a good relationship with Claude.

The triplets occasionally started to kiss Claude's cheek since their 8th birthday. He was very surprised but didn't complain. On their 9th birthday they 9th birthday Arthur got his first sword. Athanasia got the key to the treasure safe. Angelina had her own secret library built inside her room with equipment that if she wanted to write her own book or novel.

Now they turned 10 years old. Ten years since they were reborn to a novel. So far so good, tho. Angelina walked to Claude's office, she had an idea in her head that she really wanted to do.

Her style of clothing was different than Athanasia's. Athanasia loves puffy dresses or anything either aesthetic of a royal queen or aesthetic of living in the forests. Angelina's were in between. She wore flair dresses and only wore ball gowns in special occasions.

Her dress was yellow and butterflies were imprinted on it. Her hair open, her small heels licking as she walked. The purple Diamond bracelet on her right wrist. She and her siblings never took it off. Her earrings were hoops and her necklace was gold chain.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Angelina knocked. The door opened to reveal Felix. He smiled at her.

"Good afternoon, princess."

"Good afternoon, Felix. Is dad busy?"

"Well, yes-"

"Let her in."

Felix groaned. Angelina giggled and came inside. Claude was on his desk, smoothly writing on the papers.

"Hi, dad. Are you busy? I, uhm, have a request." She said, shyly. Claude looked up.

"Felix, finish these last ones."

"Yes, your majesty."

Claude got up and handed the feather pen to Felix, he looked at Angelina. She smiled and walked next to him, wrapped her arm around his and left the office. They walked outside to the garden filled with roses, dandelions and such.

"This request of yours. What is it." Claude asked- well, demanded.

"... can I ... can I cut my hair?" Angelina looked down, muttered.

"What?" Claude looked at his youngest. From being under his knee now to his waist, the small child that would grip on his robe when they walked so she could catch up was growing up.

"I-I really want to cut my hair to like, here?" Angelina placed her hand to her neck at the middle. Showing how short she wanted it.

Claude frowned. Her hair was long, as long as Athanasia's and as beautiful. However hers were Claude's golden shimmering blonde hair. Everyone praised and complimented on how the young princess resembled Claude's hair and eyes.

"Is there a reason for it?" He asked calmly. Angelina felt herself relax when he didn't sound angry or confused.

"Well, I tried it like this and thought it was really cute. There is no real reason for it butI think it would be a nice change?"

His youngest child. His second daughter. His angelic, fragile and sweet daughter never asked for the things she could have. Instead of asking for a library she had asked a bookshelf to keep her books, it was Claude's command for the secret haven she has in her room. She makes Athanasia smile look like a beautiful art place. She makes Arthur have a good laugh. Gives Lily a help in baking. She makes Felix Crouch to her all the time and pretty sure he'll get a furling pain in the ass of back pain when he's older.

Claude patted her head.

"I'll have the best hairstylist come."

Angelica's eyes brightened, she hugged him and jumped on her tiny toes and pulled Claude to kiss him on his cheek.

"Thank you! Yaaasss!"

The next hour a hairstylist, as claude ordered, the best of the best came and listened to Angelica's wish for her hair. He praised the young princess for her idea of hair style and reassured her that he'd do exactly as she wants. Angelica asked if they could be Aline and she'd show the finishing result to her family at the end.

Athanasia and Arthur sat down as they waited, Claude looking outside the window to the forest as they waited. Felix was next to Angelica's door. Lily was next to him and the two talked.

The hairstylist, Tiberius, came out of the room with a big smile. He looked like a French artist, especially with his funny mustache and accent.

"Her highnesses beauty shines brother than the stars! Simply beautiful!" He praised.

"Angel, come out! I've been waiting here for far too long!" Arthur groaned.

"Patienc is virtue!"

"That quote doesn't exist in my world!"

"Arthur, sit down." Athanasia smacked his head. Claude walked back and waited.

"Ready?"

"Ready!" Athanasia and Arthur yelled.

Angelica came out of the room with a dash and smiled cheerfully. As if stars were around her, the short wavy golden blonde hair moved around as she shook her head. Her big smile making it even more lovely.

"I love it! I love it soooo much! Thank you, Tiberius! What do you guys think?!" She jumped up and down. Athanasia squealed and hugged her sister.

"You look soooooo beautiful! It suits you so much! Oh my god, you should've done this sooner!"

"Wow, that turned out better than what I imagined. Congratulations, sis." Arthur patted Angelica's back.

"I know right?!"

"Oh my, princess. You look very lovely." Lily hugged her. Felix nodded.

"Her highness looks even more lively since she loves it so much."

"It's sooooo good! Right, dad? Dad?"

Claude blinked. Surprisingly, the hair cut brought out a different side of his daughter that he never witnessed. She looked happier than she was before. The haircut complimented her face, speaking of. It bright more attention to her face. He smiled.

"It looks perfect. Felix, double the payment for the stylist."

"Yes, your majesty."

Angelica's cheeks were red. Arthur and Athanasia's mouths were wide.

SINCE WHEN DID HE KNOW HOW TO SMILE LIKE THAT!