TOGETHER WE WILL CONQUER THE WORLD (WMMAP)

Chapter Thirty-Seven: It's Settled

"The Agriche of Black. The well known family. Even though they're of black magic. The most powerful family than the others. They're having a bit of a trouble and apparently that family and ours made a promise centuries ago that if they needed a favor. We would do it."

"And that would be by marriage?"

"Yes. To unify the families and make it stronger than ever."

"They are all but cases. All crazy and insane. The youngest one is 7 and had already killed some people and even tortures some as her 'Funtime'."

"Yea, I know." Angelina groaned. Lucas frowned.

"I can-"

"No. Nu uh. Do NOT. Remember last time?! The barons still banned us from ever stepping on their land!"

"As if that would stop your dad."

"True but I am respectful. Unlike someone."

"Rude."

"Princess?"

"Over here, Felix!"

The red knight came forth and smiled at Angelina.

"His majesty is requesting you."

"Okay. Later, Lucas."

"Later, princess."

Felix escorted Angelina to Claude's office. Boy oh boy, was it trouble trying to fix the office. Luckily with Lucas's advanced magic she and Athanasia were saved. Felix knocked and Angelina thanked him. She went inside to Claude and-

Great. Angelina thought in annoyance. Lant Agriche. The head of the Agriche family and a great magician of Black Magic. She thought.

Claude was in a suit, not his Greek hot- ahem, sorry I'm simping again. He was in a decent outfit. The two were standing in front of each other. Angelina made eye contact with Claude and he made a hand gesture meaning he wants her to stand next to him. As she did, she did a courtesy to Lant and he bowed. Once Angelina was next to Claude, he had placed a protective arm around her and a bit farther from Lant.

"As the rumors go by, you have a beautiful young daughter." Lant smiled devilishly. Angelina kept a stone face like her father and said.

"You flatter me."

"Hmm. So, how about his majesty break the news?"

Angelina looked up to her father who had a cold expression. He glanced at Angelina and said in a blank tone.

"Lant here says he'd like his son to escort you for your debutante."

Angelina clenched her firsts. Great, looks like I'll meet my future-husband-to-be sooner than later. She thought. She put on a sake- ahem a smile on her face.

"Oh! How exciting! I'd like to practice our dance before the debutante, though. If it's alright for him to come here?" So I can see if I can stop myself from either killing him or myself. She said.

"Oh, why of course. I'll tell Jeremy to visit a few days before your birthday, then."

"Amazing!" Not.

Lant left and the moment he did. Claude looked down at his daughter with warmth in his face, concern filled in his eyes with a frown. Angeline hugged his torso and said.

"I'm fine, daddy. Either way I have to meet him."

"A rejection would've been better."

"But the favor-"