OBELIA'S ROSE, [SURPRISE!] BONUS PART, BY VIICERENE.
"SO, (Y/N), WHOSE THE FATHER?" Claude, the Emperor of Obelia asked his youngest daughter, the last heir to the throne.
She smiled at him nervously, putting her teacup down as she felt her father's mana engulf the entire office.
She remembered that he told her about it yesterday, and she forgot to tell him who the father is.Although hesitant, she gave it her all to respond to her father.
"Lucas," She responded, avoiding her father's piercing gaze as she panicked inside. Who knows what her father could possibly do to her... fiancé.
This time, Claude's eyes darkened as his head turned around, not facing his daughter, but instead - the silhouette of the magician.
Somehow, he knew where Lucas was and when he was there at the palace, as if he were an assassin waiting to kill his target.
Claude then turned back to his daughter, eye twiching. "The Imperial Magician?" He asked her, picking his teacup up with a shaky hand.
(Y/n) nodded at her father, a now relaxed smile plastered on her face. "But papa, I thought you knew that Lucas was it." She said.
She remembers the night before, where her father told her that she was with child. Lucas had visited her in her room, and found out the child had immense mana.
It was fairly noticable, and since Claude found out since he felt the mana, (Y/n) thought that it was clear that Lucas was the father.
Either way, atleast her father was still sane. If he wasn't, she would have to grab her sister and they would pow pow their father together.
Maybe, just maybe... The dead woman he loves so much would visit him again in his dreams and scold him.
She's probably prouder and happier than Claude himself. "Papa, you know we're engaged, right?" (Y/n) asked.
Maybe there's a lot of things that other people know that he doesn't know. Don't tell her... he doesn't know shes engaged?
Plus, Lucas didn't ask for a blessing from Claude? Well then, he's definitely in for quite a ride, isn't he?
"...No, I didn't." Claude blankly said, processing all the information being forced into his head quite early in the morning.
Great, even more reasons for Claude to kill her fiancé and the father of her unborn child. Great, just great.
(Y/n) avoided her father's look again, this time looking at her fiancé's silhouette and imagining all the things she could possibly say.
She nodded, "Well then, I'll talk to him, papa. Please grant us your blessing.." (Y/n) smiled at her father, praying he would agree.
But that didn't come through. He shook his head disapprovingly, eyes closing as he sipped his favorite Lippe Tea.
"I disapprove." He said with a smile on his face, catching (Y/n)'s attention and causing her to panic internally.
No way her child wouldn't have a father. But oh... yeah, he was joking. No way he would allow that, right?
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Obelia's Rose
FanfictionY/n. The Princess of Obelia. A beauty indeed. The youngest daughter of Diana and Claude, Obelia's Crowned Princess and the sister of the well-known, Duchess Athanasia Alpheus. How would the story continue?
