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...
Angelina, unaware of what's happening to Athanasia with Ijekiel and Lucas, took a small snap on a coach in the Emerlad palace while she was reading a book. It was a lazy day and so far no luck into getting Claude's memories back but yet he still tried to act normal.
While she was snoozing off, a presence came into the room. Noticing the person Angelina blinked her eyes open, there was no way an intruder came here so casually so it was either a maid or her brother or sister. However-
"It's been a few weeks since you sent me your last letter. I was worried and I hate being ignored."
"Je-Jeremy?" Angelina turned her head and gasped when she saw Jeremy kneeling down next to her on the couch. A frown on his face, showing his annoyance and concern.
"How did no one in form me-"
"I told your servants not to when I felt you sleeping. So now, future wife, care to explain to me why you didn't even bother sending me a note of your current situation?" Jeremy leaned forward to her face.
Angelina held her breathe. Jeremy's midnight blue eyes staring straight into her jeweled blue ones. Gently she placed her fingers on his lips before, finally, saying what she wanted to say.
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"I've hardly had any time to even inform my siblings or anyone of what's going on. You have to understand that I've been busy with my spells and potions. So-"
"A simple 'sorry' would've solved this." Jeremy huffed. Angelina snorted.
"Well, oh so mighty lord, I am sorry for not sending you any letter. My bad. Happy?"
"Very." Jeremy kissed her finger tips, earning a squeak from Angelina and she pulled away. Blushing madly. Jeremy laughed at her reaction and stood up.
"Well since I'm here, I'll be able to keep an eye for you and make sure nothing bad happens to you." Jeremy dropped himself next to Angelina and leaned his head on her shoulder.
"I'm making sure no one harms you."
"Right, as if the palace guards and my dad would let that happen."
"Your dad nearly killed your siblings."
"Touché."
"What're you reading?" Jeremy snatched the book from Angelina's hands and read the title.
"'The Flow of Spirits'? What's this for?"
"Give me that." Angelina snatched her book back and huffed.
"None of your business."
"Ooo, feisty." Jeremy draped his arm over her stomach and landed on her waist. Pulling her closer to him and rested on her tummy.
"Be a dear and let me take a nap. My travel was exhausting."
"Well go take a nap on a bed! What am ?! Your pillow."
