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༻ᅟᅟᅟᅟ♔︎ᅟᅟ♔︎ᅟ ᅟ♔︎ᅟᅟᅟᅟ༺
"good morning, thazus!" liberty chirped at the former emperor who just walked down the stairs, half asleep.
it's been a while since someone greeted him first thing in the morning. it feels good.
and weirdly, anastacius likes the fact that it was liberty's voice he heard before starting his day. really weird.
"morning…" he mumbled and sat on the chair in the kitchen.
liberty was just humming while cooking breakfast. she went out early today to buy them breakfast to eat. eggs, bacon, and rice.
"breakfast will be ready in five. how's your sleep?" she asked.
"fine…"
"better than when someone's inside your body isn't it?" liberty joked. "after breakfast, let's shop for groceries at the neighboring village. then we'll cook lunch and bake some welcoming food for the neighborhood."
"is it really necessary? the welcoming food?"
"yes! we give food to our neighbors if we're new to the neighborhood, specifically rice cakes, as a sign of friendship and good luck for us as well." liberty explained while putting down the cutleries. "would you like to help me? or do you have anything to do later?"
anastacius just stared at the lady in awe before he snapped out of it. "i— uh— yeah sure i'll help…"
"great! it'll be easy, i promise."
anastacius just nodded without taking his eyes off the lady the whole time.
"uh, lippe..?"
"yes?"
anastacius just winced inaudibly when he saw how she smiled so radiantly at him. he feels that comical arrow piercing his heart.
"y-you look…"
"huh?"
"y-you look… love— l-lovely… today…" anastacius said while looking away. his guilty face was so red.
liberty blinked. "but i haven't used the love potion on you..?"
"you what—?!"
"just kidding!" liberty laughed. anastacius just smiled a little when he caught the lady faintly blushing as well.
"thank you. you look as good as usual, your highness." liberty said.
yeah… you look like bakugo katsuki's long lost cousin… liberty thought and snickered to herself.
"does ash-blond and red eyes really look good on me?" anastacius asked, fiddling his hair.
"everything would surely look good on you, your highness."
