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" 'i wish we could be friends forever!' "
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𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖆𝖘 𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖘 𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗, 𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖚𝖉𝖊 𝖉𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖆'𝖘 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖆𝖒𝖇𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖑𝖆𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖏𝖔𝖞𝖋𝖚𝖑. the laurier family and the imperial family have always been close, both parties had been learning about each other since nappies. their mutual hate for their parents made them close.
when thinking of bad memories of ambrose laurier, claude only thinks of two moments. one was when he slaughtered his brother and his supporting nobles at a council meeting. the second was when he massacred all of the concubines in the ruby palace after diana's death. ambrose was present in both of them.
ambrose, the medic of the palace, the midwife of diana the dancer from siodonna. yes, when claude thinks of him, nothing but happy memories show up.
"claude! look at this flower, reminds me of you!" a 10-year-old ambrose held out a jessamine he found growing nearby.
ambrose was a boy blessed by the gods in claude's eyes. despite his shameful name and his royal name, they were the best of friends. he describes ambrose as a blooming gardenia. his porcelain skin and his taupe-colored hair paired beautifully with his garnet-red eyes.
normally, when one was discovered with a name like his, they would be executed. but since the laurier family and the imperial family benefitted from each other, they let him off.
"yeah, the flower is beautiful. i like it, what's the name?" claude smiled fondly at his friend. the 11-year-old was very fond of ambrose, smiling rarely for him and only him.
"it's called a jessamine, it means grace and elegance, like you, claude!" ambrose giggled while he replied. claude bashfully turned away and rubbed his nape. ambrose smiled softly at claude, sitting in a field of wildflowers, he seemed right out of a painting.
he looked beautiful, ethereal even.
ambrose tagged claude softly, jumping up and running away across the field of wildflowers. the wind crashing against his doll-like face and weaving through his locks.
"h-hey! not fair! you got a head start!" claude teased and ran straight after him. their laughing can be heard throughout the field; angelic, soft giggles are echoed and heard by the animals. claude jumped at him, catching up quickly. claude tackled him and started heaving breaths. they both started laughing hysterically. ambrose turned to him, looking fondly at him.
"hey claude, i wish we could be friends forever!" ambrose softly beamed. claude nodded his head and agreed.
"i do too."
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