Twins Of The Obelian Empire( Slow Updates)

Chapter 8: Return and the massacre

Third P.O.V:

In a familiar scene the maids and butler's behind their Master and young master, bowing and Knights standing guard with the royals standing side by side, there servants and escorts behind them. Their carriage sitting still.

"Blessing and glory upon the stars of the obelian empire." A monotonous greeting of the servants and the masters were said.

"Rise." The first prince said.

"It seems our time to study commerce and enjoy the various facilities offered by the south has come to an end, Count Green." Said an cheerful princess.

"It is our honor to be off service to the stars of the empire." Said Count, Raijen Green.

"Hope you visit us again." Said the pink haired boy.

"Yeah sure, Arjen." Said Rezef. Giving a small grin.

Cayena secretly eyed her brother. When did her brother and that boy become so close without her notice?.....Is she losing her edge or is it her childish mind effecting her? Sigh, whatever. She will deal with it later...

The ride was long soon it was nightfall but they thankfully reached the palace before it gets to dark.

As they came down there nanny greeted them.

After cleaning up they fall asleep there child body not keeping up with there actual age.

Moon palace:

The birds chirping was heard. The sunlight silently peeked from the curtains. A girl woke up. Seeing her brother who was still sleeping.

Her hands on her brothers waist and the said boy sleeping in the same direction as her, curled with their small legs intertwined.

She sat up and looked around her. A person wordlessly came to their room. Cayena smiled at the person.

"Yvonne, I think my brother wants to sleep a little more. So prepare our breakfast after a few moments".

"Yes, your highness." She quickly went away.

Turning her head the six year old leaned down a few of her hair strands touching Rezefs face.

Wake up. She said it softly as if whispering to a child.

When she saw that her brother didn't wake up, she sighed, this world and body is really messing with her........huh...how has it she forgotten this?

'Monica, Mother.'

She shook her haed. Not the time for this.

Instead she slapped her brother straight on the face.

A direct hit from a pillow. With a scowling boy appearing behind it.

"This is physical abuse!"

"Then suffer from it!"

They ascended into bickering slowly making there way down. It was already the noon before they knew it.

The breeze flowed through the golden framed window crafted by the finest craftsman, slightly fluttering the obsidian silk curtains embroidered with silver lining.

The atmosphere of the inside was found with tranquility, the crips sound of pages, sips of tea, with pen sketches were the sounds heard from the there.

A silent knock interrupted the three people inside the room. Yvone peeked out her head, a small frown replaced the usual blank look of her face.

"Your highnesses, I have important news......The concubine is giving birth."

A gasp was heard from the ginger haired nanny, from whose hand the teapot almost broke from her fingers fumbling.

"Is that so?" Said the prince dropping his pencil to only crystal blue meeting amytheist.

"What's that child name?" Said the princess with a tone that is hard to say if she is happy by the news or........unsatisfied by it.

'What would the soon to be born childs name?'

"I heard some say it's Athanasia." The dutiful lady-in-waiting provided with an answer.

"Immortality? Huh......I wonder if she is going to live that long." A cold chill run down there spines accept from the prince who scowled and jabbed at his elder sister.

"Be more nicer." His clear annoyance laced in his voice at the lack of sympathy from his sister.

"Sure~sure~whatever my baby brother says~" Came her sing song voice.

But his scowl just continued to grow.

"What's his Majestys' intake of this?" He questioned ignoring the now grinning girl.

At that moment the three servants only had one thought that rang out in their heads. 'The prince still worries about his Majesty!!!'
Seeing their reaction Cayena had to hold back a snort guessing what they are thinking.

He only wanted to know because it may influence their standing and life given how fascinated he was with the dancer. This time the pink haired boy spoke up.

"Well, I heard from some of the Garnet palaces servant that they heard some smashing of something was heard from his room and he ordered...."

The pink haired man contemplated if he should give them the information or not but it seems that they already made the decision for him.

"And?" The prince asked.

"Liquor......." he said regretting the decision it may as well ruin their impression on the Emperor.

The blonde girl perked up.

They were taken back at how well she handled the news.

"It's a common reaction given how he was............infatuated with that dancer." The Princess felt the need to give an explanation due to their reaction.

"Anyway what about the child?" The prince his now closed sketche book in his hand with an air of nonchalance asked.

"From the timing the princess will be born at night."

"This is a great news. His Majesty will surely be joyous at the news after mourning the concubine." Cayena siaid clapping her hands together.

"Yes, your highness."

I doubt he will get over it....

From what I seen he will probably never will and will mope around about it.

Rezef simply rolled his eyes after listening to his siblings thoughts.

Should we visit her?

No, she would probably die and beside Claude will cause a massacre.

He WHAT now!?!

Well my dear baby brother seeing how in love he is and he has to have some screw loose here and there. He will do it.

Rzef just shook his head. Even though he was curious about his new........sibling it was still not enough to risk the ire of the Emperor.

"Truly the Emperor is very pitiful".