The Raven: Blood of The Heaven

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Back at Vrithia few weeks after Gabriel's passing.

The princess was looking at her reflection with her unbothered face as she was wearing an over sized T-shirt and her hair that was in a messy pun.

The one that was without a single strain out of place and she looked at Jacob patting her eyes at him and crossing her arms.

"I don't understand...Why am I wearing this?"

Jacob grabbed her face and started messing her hair more, as she was fixing it and he roared.

"Because you are undercover!"

"As a homeless person!"

"No! You need to be the opposite of yourself!"

"Ah! I see..."

Ava walked in trying to take the laundry but she froze and turned to stone as she saw what the princess had became.

She was patting her cold eyes at Ava who was expressionless and bit her lower lips as she was speaking.

"Wh-What...ARE YOU WEARING!"

"Jacob said I need to be undercover!"

"Jacob! Oh my god! Fix it...Pssh hahah!"

Oh no im laughing at her! this is bad!

She glared at her crossing her arms and she spoke in a low pitched tone.

"Oh! Does my life being endanger amuses you?"

"N-No..."

"Yea! Mom! Grandma is endangered! Im doing that to protect her!"

She grabbed him pulling him closer and started glaring at him.

"She's the face of fashion! And a princess! FIX. HER! Before your dad sees her!"

As she was threatening her son his father walked in and he had the same expression as his wife earlier and he bursted out laughing and his mother looked at him confused.

"What? I'm undercover! Jacob is protecting me.."

"Mm...I can see that..."

He patted her head and smiled coming closer to her speaking gently "You look cute!"

"C-cuute...It's what you say to describe a dog!"

She stated and she looked back at her self clenching her fist and she was glaring at the shirt.

"Is this what it's like to be survivalist...."

"Yes...Mom...It's must be...Very! Hard on you..."

"Not really it's breezy..."

She said but as he looked down he saw that she wasn't wearing any pants and he blushed looking at Jacob yelling at him.

"Why isn't your grandma wearing any pants?"

"I thought it would be faster for her to run!"

He smacked his forehead, and his mother nodded agreeing with his son, it's as if they spoke the same language.

But he got irritated and handed her some pants and sighed.

"Well mom...As long as you are in here you won't be doing any running!"

"How do you know that? You're not the Archbishop!"

"Because! You are safe with ME!"

"Still-..I..."

"If you require to run I will CARRY YOU!"

"Oh ok...But I'm wearing sneakers Jacob said they make you faster..."