Obelia's Rose

Chapter 12

- OBELIA'S ROSE, CHAPTER TWELVE, BY VIICERENE

AH, what a beautiful voice. I wonder who that belongs to? It doesn't belong to Lily, Hannah, or Ces. And as my vision grew clearer, it showed a beautiful lady that looks like my mother. She walked barefooted on the grass, and she looked refreshed.

Her wavy hair was flowing with the wind, and she wore a beautiful green dress that looked like it was for dancers of Siodonna.

But wait! Don't go! A hand then reached out for her as she turned around. She had ruby eyes. Truly, she looked like me. She had a smile on her face and she looked even more beautiful. Perhaps a goddess?

 Perhaps even a goddess? I don't think she's my mother. She... She's too pretty to look like us. Me and Athanasia look like daddy more. She then laughed.

She laughed like an angel! But why was she with me? 

Ah, she looked even more gorgeous. "It looks like the Princesses are having a good dream." A very faint voice said. "She did sing a song that chases away bad dreams." Another faint voice said. But it didn't belong to the first voice I heard.

"Yes, the fairies must have heard her song and gifted her with sweet dreams." Faint voice number one said. "You're full of nonsense these days." Faint voice number two said.

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Two years later
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"Daddy, what's mom's full name?" I asked. His face looks disgusted as I said the word, mom. "Forget that wench, she doesn't deserve to be called a royal title or a royal name." Daddy said. And just as he said those words, the door opened.

"But if you really want to know... It's Boleyn Diana."

"Papa, Athy's here!" Athanasia said. She came running to daddy, and she isn't afraid of him anymore.

"Nowadays, you can't just keep coming here as you please. I may be having an audience with one of the nobles." Daddy said. His choice of words certainly hasn't changed. Athy then raised her hands, going to explain something.

 "All of a sudden, Athy wanted to see papa and (Y/n) thiiiiis much, so Athy came right away!" She explained, her fingers making a pinching formation to show how much she wanted to see me and daddy.

"Hey, Athy~ Isn't it a bit early for you to be causing such ruckus?" I asked her. She turned to me happily. She just laughed a little bit at her actions.

Daddy is fine with Athanasia and I coming in, but he just refuses to admit it! 

"Bring it in."

--- SKIP

Tons of food was then brought in, making Athanasia's mouth water. I just sat there, doing nothing as I glanced at the food in front of me. But I have to agree with Athanasia, it surely is a beautiful sight.

 "Hm? It seems that you are more excited to see that cake than you are to see me." Daddy said to Athanasia. She just looked at him hungrily before smiling.

"It's tastier because I'm eating the cake with you, papa!" Athanasia said. Daddy is too unnecessarily perceptive for Athanasia. Her excuses aren't good enough, and daddy is being too judgemental.

"Go ahead, and eat, Ambrosia." Daddy said. First time hearing him say my second name, wow! "Okay," I said, stabbing the cake with a fork and eating it. 

But besides that, time is such a scary thing for everyone, including Athanasia and I. To think... That when we turn eighteen... We would come to visit daddy even though we went away to live our lives and live with our significant other and our children.

"It always surprises me that you both do not have chubbier cheeks when you guys eat." Daddy said. 

Oh, we're used to you saying that, daddy. Thinking of that, why do you always have to give us desserts when we come to visit you? Do you think that we love it a lot that we would sacrifice anything precious to us for it?

No. Call the chef here and execute him- Wait no. Don't execute him, instead, fire him. Perhaps that's a bit of a stretch.

"You both... When you guys were coming, did you guys meet anyone?" Daddy asked. "Meet someone...? No." Athanasia said. "I didn't either," I replied. "If you didn't meet anyone, that is fine. You may choose to ignore them in the nearby future."

Replied daddy, sipping his Lippe Tea. Then I realized who it is. On the way here, I met Mr. White, earlier than Athanasia.

"Oh, yeah. Mister White. I met him on the way here earlier. He wanted to talk to me regarding his son, Ijekiel Alpheus. He was going like 'Princess Y/n, is there anyone around you that can serve as your friend, or as your companion? I worry you may get lonely here without anyone to play with.'

That's what he said! That female doggy is going to use me as a pawn, judging from his actions and facial expressions. Technically like an insurance plan. Maybe even like a spare. Something is going on with House Alpheus, and he's going to use Athanasia and I to get through to you." I explained.

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"A friend?" I asked. "Silly Alpheus, of course, I have friends. Daddy, Lily, Felix, and Athanasia are my friends." I said to him with a smile. Well, he smiled too, of course. But, his eyes were telling me something he isn't going to say. "Perhaps someone closer to you, in age. Wouldn't it be nicer to have someone your age?" He asked. I was shocked, to say the least, but his plan was sinister.

"I have a son close to your age, Princess." That's too much. Using your son as a pawn? That is an evil plan that may hurt your son knowing that you're using him to propose something to the emperor, a person higher than a king. "He's a very bright and mature child. He's three years older than you, Princess. If you treat him like an older brother, he will surely treasure you as a younger sister." He said.

Haha, he's using me as an insurance plan. It's just because he sees me during meetings, and me standing beside daddy, he's keeping me as his spare. I know for a fact that he's going to propose the same idea he has to Athanasia. Just because daddy wouldn't get along with your daughter, 'Jennette'. You will use me? How absurd. Why use me as an insurance plan to overthrow daddy or something?

"Ahem... Although this is embarrassing to say myself, my son takes after me and is quite the charmer." He said. "If he is like you, an embarrassment, then I will pass," I said, which stunned him quite a little bit. He stayed silent, and his son Ijekiel is just ten years old. Tell me, do you want me to do crazy and childish stuff with him? "That mind of yours is quite immature. Perhaps your son takes his maturity from his mother?" I asked.

"If that's the case... What about a girl close to you in age?" He asked. "No. I do not need such a person. I am already contented with the people around me and I do not need any more people around me." I explained to him, loud and clear. Let's see if he can still speak even though I explained. "Jenette can stay with Ijekiel. We stay with the people around ourselves, but I do not approve of this." I said.

"But Princess, she certainly is a bright child." He said to me. I smiled a little bit. What's it like to tease him? "Ah, if that is the case, then has Lady Jenette learned about Social Theory, or let me say, How much of Social Theory has she studied?" I asked him. Footsteps were then approaching me from behind.

"Perhaps... Even Bill Roitz?" I asked him. He was deep in thought. 

Roger: If she's that smart, she must be in the second volume already.

Felix: Athy is even having a hard time understanding Max Berlinger's theory of functionalism. Did she study Bill Roitz already? How about her other studies? Magic? Philosophy? History?

"Ah! Perhaps, can she speak Arlanta? How about the official language of Pascal? The Heavens know of everything. The truth can't be hidden. And Saicana's sacred imperial language is fairly easy, so she must know that already? May God punish those who deceive with a thousand punishments!" I smiled. 

He just stood there, while Felix stood behind me. "Although my niece is interested in her studies, I do not think this is at the level of the Princess." He said to me, describing Jenette's studies. "I had already heard that Princess was extremely bright and intelligent, but... It appears that the rumors did not do the Princess justice." He said. Oh, there are already rumors about Athanasia and me?

Nice. "And please, I have been rejecting your offer for the longest time yet you're still consistent in offering some friends for me. And I am not lonely. Thanks."