— XXVII
EMPEROR'S CHAMBERS
LATE IN THE MORNING
THE FIRST THING he sees when the rays of sun permeate through the windows is — dark pink, scattered across the white sheets of his bed like silk thrown astray. His arm is around the lithe waist of the woman, collapsing her frame close to his own.
They don't say anything or move an inch...it like their fucking statues for some reason. How boring....
Was he such a clingy sleeper?
'Apparently...' Penelope sarcastically thought
He muses, but doesn't quite let go of her yet — it is greedy, he is well aware. But he cannot help it, not when her silken scent still lingers around her.
Seriously, how she still smells this good remains a mystery.
'Stop smelling me' thought an annoyed Penelope.
So instead of shifting away from her he stays still, breathing in the fragrance that ghosts near — evading his senses, enjoying the cold frame held against his own. But as if sensing his glee, the Empress shuffles in her sleep. Panicked — he has no choice but to pretend to be asleep still, face nuzzled in the crook of her neck, trying to even his breathing as much as possible in order to not get caught.
Penelope had her jaws dropped at his childish action, Emily was finding the scene very adorable. Reynold looked disgusted with such sweet bullshit, the Duke just looked at the screen blankly as if he could believe what he was seeing. Derrick scoffed internally at the scene.
She turns in his arms, which he has no choice but to loosen. After all, no one has a tight grip when they are asleep (or so he thinks..) but instead of getting out of the bed, much to his delight, she stays still. Eyes closed, Claude can still feel the light brush of her fingers on his forehead as she pushes back his hair away.
They were all gaping like fishing by her action not believing that she had such a side.
"Good morning, Claude." she whispers, quiet enough to not wake him — if he was asleep.
'But he is not!' Penelope internal screams
"Good morning." his reply caught her off guard, and when he opened a single eye to see her looking surprised. The Emperor found himself smirking like a mischievous child whose prank was carried out successfully.
'This fucker!' Penelope was cursing the Emperor, Emily was smiling like an idiot at the scene. Having a feeling that she is happier there than she ever was. Reynold smirked at the action but still was sick of this dog food. [find a partner, single bitch]. Derrick prefer to look at the floor and not give a reaction [fucking dick].
However, the reaction on her face was soon masked by an unamused one. It was enviable how well she knew to control her facial expressions.
'Years of practice' Penelope thought proud of her control. The rest were feeling guilty for they were the reason that she had to learn to do that. [they don't know that her past life family also had a part as well. But they don't need to know and can drown in guilt]
"I see you're awake, your highness." she replied, rising to sit upright. Fingers raking her fingers through her hair to contain the mess it had become.
Emily sighs in disappointment in her lady, but knows she was just protecting herself from getting hurt.
"Then I'll not disturb you further, it's already quite late. I'm sure you and I both have things to do."
I should have just pretended to be asleep.
Penelope and Reynold just look at him if he was being for real or not. Emily smiled at the Emperor's comment.
He thought, watching her re-do the braid he'd untangled last night to put on a more presentable appearance. It was then a knock caught their attention — followed by the all too familiar sound of small feet trudging forward.
Penelope's face paled a bit and hoped the child did not misunderstand the situation. Emily was having the same thoughts but wondered why she was there. Everyone else stayed silent at the situation.
Ah— ... "Papa!" Athanasia's voice was heard not too long ago, as she came running in unabashed — only to stop at the door with wide eyes and a dumbstruck face.
Penelope looked at the floor in embarrassment
WHAAAT?! No no no no n— Athanasia could swear she heard sirens going off in her head as she witnessed the sight in front of her. Her dear father lay there blank faced as ever, his immodest robes even more crumpled than before. And her stepmother sat beside, her hair obviously a mess as she combed through it.
'It not like that' Penelope internally yelled flustered, as Emily giggled at the girl's thoughts. Derrick agrees with the Princess about the Emperor's immodest clothes.
WHY DID SHE HAVE TO WALK IN NOW OF ALL THE TIMES?!
Her face turned red — {for all they did not know, Athanasia had the emotional understanding of an adult — making this situation 100x more embarrassing}
The family and Emily frown at the screen as they were unable to see some of the information...again.
"Why are you standing there like a dumb pigeon?" Claude called of course he did. Athanasia giggled (although it was so obviously fake) and swayed on her feet, hands clasped behind her back.
'Rude much' Penelope thought
"Athy didn't know papa was with mother! I would have come back after some time if I did hehe—" she coyly made an excuse, making Claude frown. While he was completely unfazed (shameless as he was), Penelope looked extremely embarrassed.
Penelope and Reynold both mentally agreed that he is fucking shameless.
Immediately — she jumped off the bed to walk over to the exit of the room wordlessly, an action clearly disapproved by Claude, but at least there was someone in this damn castle who didn't care.
'Shameless bastard' Penelope internally screamed
She leaned over to pick Athanasia up, carrying her over to the Emperor's bed and giving her a quick peck on the forehead.
"Don't let me take anymore of your fathers time, dearest. I'll be off, there's a few matters I need to tend to."
And with the speed of lightning, the Empress scurried off the crime scene as soon as she could without straight up sprinting, silence followed, and with big eyes — Athanasia side glanced at her father who was still staring at the door.
The Duke and Emily looked at the scene with a soft look in their eyes.
"Did Athy interrupt papa?" she questioned in an innocent — but solemn voice. Claude scowled, looking down at her with a knowing frown.
Penelope and Reynod snorted at the comment
"You speak too much too early in the morning. Quiet.". Early?! Dude! It's almost 10 in the morning.
They all chuckled a bit at the young girls words
However, Athanasia had no choice but to play the loveable child. She giggled, standing on the bed and reaching out to pat his head.
"But it's not early anymore papa, it's very late. Athy thought you were sick!"
None of them mind the way she thought or acted, for they already got used to it.
Oh man, being a kid is hard.
They were speechless of that statement, but Penelope understood a little at where she was coming from.
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