Cale de Alger Obelia

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Another title could be "Beautiful People Spending Time Together."

Additionally, the plot might deviate from the original novel, and since this is fanfiction, it's expected to have a different storyline.

Yes, I have been practicing my writing skills :)

Athy began to tremble; she was nervous because Claude had invited her for breakfast.

Upon waking, she saw maids panicking and scurrying throughout the palace, while Felix stood by a corner, observing the chaos as they prepared Athanasia to meet the emperor. As they made their way, Athanasia's fear grew, and she felt as if she might wet herself at any moment. Taking deep breaths, they finally reached the dining room.

Confusion and anxiety mounted for Athy as she overheard two maids exiting the dining room, speaking of witnessing an angel in real life. Her nervousness peaked, and she exhaled deeply just before Felix opened the door. Despite her short stature, Athanasia could see the golden and white light emanating from the figures seated together.

Felix assisted her to her seat. When she was lifted up, she gasped, finally understanding the maids' words. Athanasia beheld an angelic figure; even with wine-colored hair, he looked celestial. His skin was as white as snow, his lips peach-colored, and he had a perfect jawline with cheeks that appeared soft. His eyes resembled clay, yet his gaze was warm, and the air around him felt fresh and natural, utterly captivating.

Yet, she pondered why the boy she had met the day before was present. Swallowing hard, she turned to Claude, her eyes aching at the sight of the divine being before her. She soon regretted it, as Claude appeared unamused.

Opening his mouth with a yawn, Claude introduced them, "Athanasia, meet Cale, your older brother. Cale, meet your younger sister, Athanasia."

Athy flinched, being introduced to an older brother who had never existed in the novel. Cale merely nodded, sleepy and irritated.

Claude regarded Athanasia with boredom as he tasted his meat, which was bland and dry to his palate.

"P-papa! How did you sleep?" Athy inquired nervously, attempting to engage Claude. She glanced at the boy, who seemed even more annoyed.

"Mm," Claude hummed. He usually slept poorly and had nightmares, but last night he had slept peacefully. In fact, he looked fresher and more handsome than the day before.

"Good," he muttered, taking another bite of the dry meat.

"That's good, Papa!" she exclaimed.

athy found it very difficult to cut the meat.

Claude watched her with a mix of amusement and boredom.

Cale had enough of the tense atmosphere. He stood up abruptly, causing everyone to flinch and turn their attention to him.

He walked over to the other side and climbed onto a table next to Athanasia, making her flinch.

As he took her hands and guided her in cutting the meat, she flinched once more. Once he was satisfied that she could manage, he returned to his seat.

While Athy cheerfully ate her food, her ears-tinged red, Claude watched her with a hint of amusement. Then his gaze shifted to Cale, who had barely touched his food, merely picking at it before setting it down with a growing frown.

Unbeknown to Cale, Athy admired him from across the table, finding grace and beauty in his every blink and movement.

After they were finished, or rather, after Athy had finished, Claude said something to the maid who was there, that made her flinch. He instructed Felix to carry Athy and then moved towards Cale, who was just getting down from the chair.

Cale flinched, and Athy jolted, feeling sorry for Cale as Claude lifted him. Cale quickly resigned himself to his fate, a reflex from his days as a commander.

He had been feeling sleepy and tired anyway; had he walked, he might have fallen asleep on his feet. Cale was known for sleeping anywhere, even in trees or while standing. He adjusted himself quickly, knowing Claude was unaccustomed to carrying children, and rested his head on Claude's shoulder. He glanced at Athy, who Felix was carrying comfortably, and couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for himself.

Cale gazed at Athy, curious about her thoughts as she stared back at him. Athy was contemplating how fortunate she was to behold an angel and a handsome man simultaneously. Her gaze fixed on his face, she began to look at him in awe; Cale had unusually long eyelashes for a boy, and through them, she could see his warm, clay-colored eyes. Meanwhile, Felix, having lost his sight, as he was encircled by beautiful people.

Cale was relieved there were no maids around the emperor's palace, as Claude preferred not to have staff without a good reason.

"Where are we going?" Cale mumbled softly; his words intended only for Claude. "To my private garden," Claude replied, comforted by the child's soothing voice in his arms.

Cale hummed in acknowledgment, nestling closer to Claude's neck, feeling his eyelids grow heavy. 'I'm too tired for this' Cale thought, regretting he hadn't managed to take his two usual naps this morning.

athy looked at her older brother, dumbfounded. The boy had managed to fall asleep in the arms of an emperor, and not just any emperor, but a tyrant.

Yet, she wasn't really complaining; her older brother looked adorable and peaceful as he slept.

She began to hum, taking pleasure in the view as they finally arrived at the private garden.

The garden was filled with many crimson-colored roses, matching the hue of Cale's hair, and ruby-like flowers. There were also sunflowers.

Upon reaching their destination, they were greeted by a table set with cakes and tea. A maid, who had emerged from the dining room early, gasped and squealed at the sight of them. As they approached the table, the maid blinked rapidly and then composed herself, rubbing her eyes before adopting a proper demeanor.

athy was excited as she saw the sweets; she had a sweet tooth. Felix placed her down on the chair as he did, she grabbed a cake and hesitated before enjoyed it. "Papa, do you like sweets?" she asked.

"No," he replied, sitting down and letting the child in his arms get more comfortable.

The maid felt as if she were in heaven, encircled by beautiful people.

She gazed at Athanasia.

Athanasia's long, wavy hair cascaded down to her hips. Though petite, she carried herself with the stature of someone tall. Her eyelashes were long, framing eyes that were the blue of jewels—simultaneously cold and warm, reminiscent of the ocean. Her cheeks bore a pink hue, and her lips were a gentle pink. Her skin was as white as snow yet held a tanned warmth. The air around her carried the sweet scent of cherries.

she looked at Claude and cale

they both look handsome

cale had long crimson hair that looked good on his pale white skin he had a soft peach-colored lips and a perfect jawline but had soft cheeks that looked like clouds he had long eyelashes that made him look angelic

Claude had short golden hair and eyes like cold jewels. His abs were well-defined, and he stood tall. His skin was white, yet tanned, complemented by eyelashes that were long, but not excessively

She proceeded to look at Felix Felix had the same hair as Cale but shorter and brighter, Felix was known to be  terrifying to anyone he dislikes but gentle to everyone else, but who could tell that a golden retriever could be like a scary cat

She looked at everyone in awe as she served the tea

Why have I not posted? If I'm only sick
Well I've been feeling guilty so I want to tell you the truth.

I've been meaning to tell you recently I've been dealing with serious family issues and I've been diagnosed with depression I've been doing therapy and I got anti depression pills to help I hope you do understand I'm trying my best to get better and feel better about myself so I can post more please understand .