What if Athanasia had two younger siblings? Triplets. Yes a lot but bare with me.
Crown Princess Athanasia De Alger Obelia.
First Prince Arthur De Alger Obelia.
Second Princess Angelina De Alger Obelia.
Each had a terrible ate upon them in the 'l...
This guy ... he's having a trick up his sleeve. Angelina said, observing the man.
"Does you son wish to offer me such a favor?"
"It's a chance for him to be of assistance to you, princess. Wouldn't my son obviously thin it's an honor?"
That doesn't sound like Kiel. He definitely had no say in this. This man is doing this without his consent. Arthur clenched his fists. Not liking the fact his friend being used.
"Since you mention him so much, I'm starting to gain interest in him too. I look forward to meeting him at the ball."
"And I as well." Angelina added.
"Yes. We'll get to have our proper introduction then."
We already met him. They said with a fake smile. Athanasia ran off to Lucas and Arthur took Felix to the training grounds. Angelina left to take a nap.
Three days before their birthday. Angelina's future-husband-to-be and arrived and was waiting for her in her personal living room. Angelina wore a comfortable dress that had layers on layers of skirt and a top with a sweetheart neckline. She wore her red bow necklace with simple hoop earrings. Her hair open and finally left to greet her guest. Once she arrived the curtains were closed, she opened them and once she did a voice greeted her.
"Good afternoon, princess."
"Good afternoon..." Angelina sighed, she turned to see-
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"Jeremy Agriche." She said, crossing her arms over her chest. The two had a stare competition and neither of them were breaking it or even showing any expression on their faces. The silence was broken by Angelina, asking.
"I take that your journey was satisfactory?"
"Very. So much to sigh see but I'll do that later. For now." He stood up.
For a boy only one year older than me ... he's really tall. Angela in thought. He was taller than Arthur but shorter than Ijekiel. Still she had to raise her head to keep eye contact with him.
"Shall we practice?" His menacing smile showing off his teeth, offering his hand to the princess. Angelina nodded, placing her hand in his own.
"Let's go."
Until now he only seemed to look crazy with some dark thoughts, Angelina observed him more. He was cute. His hair was between black and navy blue. His eyes were a fade from azure blue to lapis blue. It made him look sharp.
So far he didn't show his demonic side. Angelina thought. She knew her Devine guardian was watching over her in his spirit form. She could feel his mana radiating from a far so she had no worries for danger.
Angelina and her siblings teacher was waiting for them. She bowed and had told them of the dance, she did the dance with her partner as a demonstration. Angelina knew the dance since she already practiced with Arthur. She was worried that Jeremy won't be able to do it-
