A/N:
*Laughs in glam*
I am so weak towards you guys so I can't follow my schedule so here is an early chapter!
Things won't follow cannon. It never did and never will.
Warning:
(foul mouth)
Cussing (well it's normal in this story I guess. Claude hasn't taught Ambroise how to filter his mouth)
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Claude is a jerk.
He hates to admit it but he is.
What father watches their 5 year old daughter drown in a lake and makes a sorry excuse meaning; "she doesn't know how to swim so it's her fault" with a careless expression?
Claude would.
He didn't mean it. He really did not.
The reason why he turned their usual "tea time" into a "trip on the lake" was for a closer bounding experience.
He didn't anticipate any of this to happen.
He shouldn't have ignored the red flags.
The way his daughter grips him tightly while they walk closer to the lake.
The way his son is having a small panick attack while holding Felix like he's a lifeline.
The way Mary -that scary nanny- gave him a disapproving look and Lilian York watches with anxiety.
This wouldn't happen if he wasn't careless.
His daughter was drowning and the voice in his head keeps telling him to watch.
"Let her die," it says with this amused tone. "Watch her die.. then kill the other."
He watches as his Athanasia gets dragged down underwater. Not doing anything to save her.
He watches his Ambroise panicking and giving him a look of disappointment with shaking pupils.
Claude's heart sank.
Ambroise realized that his daddy isn't going to make a move and if no one will his noona will die from drowning. So Ambroise would have to do it himself then.
He only made a move when Ambroise was about to jump out of the boat. He grabbed him and let the scared child bite him and claw him like a terrified kitten.
"Let me go! My noona!" The high pitched shriek pierced his ears but he let them be.
He was about to save Athanasia but before he could the lake was in flames.
'it's strikingly beautiful ' he would have praised if the situation wasn't dangerous.
The flames - he can't even bring himself to call them mere fire - were spreading fast, his daughter is drowning and his son is quickly losing his wits.
He had do to something
He was glad the flames are weak.
They are strong enough to match a veteran mage level but the user is a three year old toddler. It made it easier for Claude to clear the flames.
He placed his panting toddler on a seat, worried for any muscle loss, before he jumps in the water, personally, and grabs an unconscious Athanasia.
Freeing her from the messy tentacles grabbing on her ankles.
When he got back up his world turned topsy-turvy when he watches in horror as blood spilled from the toodler's ears, nose, eyes ( the blood resembling tears), and mouth.
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