"HUH— FREYA?" Ophiuchus groaned as he woke up from his sleep— his owl had flown in through his opened window and woken him up from his sleep.
"Freya my sweetest!" Amelie cooed, Ophiuchus glares at her.
"You've turned her against me." Ophiuchus says accusingly to her.
"Stop being so upset over the fact our children prefer their mother more." Amelie laughed.
Ophiuchus rolls his eyes.
Freya landed on Ophiuchus's chest,
staring down at him.
His face was a bit puffy with a sleepy look, and his strawberry lips were in a slight pout, not to mention his dark curls were a mess.
Many couldn't help but to awe— at how adorable Ophiuchus looks in this.
Ophiuchus himself buried his face into his hands.
"You are so cute! Who's a cutie patootie?" Daphne teased him in a mocking tone.
Ophiuchus sends her a glare.
She remains unfazed— since there was no actual malice behind his glare. Just annoyance.
"My doppelgänger, is right. You look so cute." Draconian added with a grin.
"Elias, double their training." Ophiuchus said, making the pair freeze as Elias grinned.
"Gladly!" She laughs.
Freya had a letter attached to her ankle, seeing this Ophiuchus sat up, which had caused Freya to fly up before landing back down on his lap.
Ophiuchus untied the letter from her ankle and looked at it.
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