Divine First Prince ' WMMAP FanFic

End of Prologue

11.34 AM
Emperor Residence, inside Claude's office.

"I called you to introduce you to your magic tutor, and you bring another person? who is this? how come i've never been informed?" Claude placed the sheet paper on the table harshly.

Although he seemed angered, he's not as much. He's just sensitive with Ranath bringing another person whose origin is unknown.

"He's a disciple from the Tower, father. I see that his potential is huge, can i bring him in as my playmate? please?" Ranath replied frankly.

Today, Claude requested for Ranath to his residence. It is to introduce him with a magic expert, that'll be his tutor by next week. Claude could teach Ranath himself, but he's a bit too busy to do so. Ranath also declined the idea, worrying about his beloved Father.

Claude exhaled deeply, rubbing his forehead with a twisted expression. He looks like he hadn't sleep for the last three days.

Opening his eyes, he observed the young mage that his son praise so much from head to toe. "If it's your request, i'll consider it. But.. a disciple from the Tower? they're too difficult to handle."

Ranath doesn't mind this. He had set up a counterplan however if his Father still doesn't agree with him.
"Father just need to strip his identity as the Tower disciple away, easy right?" he answered non-chalantly with an innocent smile of a 5 year old.

The three people besides the two children turned bewildered. Felix only laughed awkwardly, and Claude getting more headache from the problems his spoiled kid gave.

Though, he's somehow relieved his son finally asked for something.

Meanwhile, the magic tutor, Sir. Remson was also turned speechless. Ever since the Prince step in, he's unable to greet him properly which resulted with the Emperor giving a glare.

Claude once again exhales in exasperastion. What can he do to fight his child anyway? "Alright, fine. However, he have to undergo investigation first. It'll also take a while to receive replies from the Tower."

Ranath glanced at Lucas, hinting something. Receiving the hint, Lucas goes as planned. "That won't be a problem, Your Majesty." he said unwillingly.

"Yay! thank you so much Father! you're the best!" he beamed up. In actuality, he had forgotten this call is for his magic tutor.

Finally, after clearing up the troublesome request, Claude ordered the magic tutor to step out.

"Aa-hem! i greet His Highness Amaranaath de Alger Obelia, the brightest gem in Obelia, the brightest star, the most charming young Prince, the shining silver Prince, child blessed by God-" he continued mentioning all of Ranath title given by society and the Church.

Claude is left proud unexpectedly. Felix just stood there speechless, not knowing what to do since the Emperor hasn't said anything. He's more or less worried it might troubled the Prince.

Meanwhile, Ranath is pretty much bewildered with a deadpan look. He coughed twice. "That's enough Teacher."

Hearing the order, he stopped nervously. Thinking he might be doing something wrong infront of such presence.

Ranath could finally take a break for a while. He looked up once again before returning back the Greetings. "I welcome the Great Minister of the Royal Mages, the Rubians Academy Founder, Sir. Remson the Great Creator of 200 magic spells in the Emperor Palace. I hope you don't meet any problems all the way here."

"Oohh.." Remson stroked his chin. He is clearly amused. The title, The Great Creator of 200 magic spells had long gone in the river of magic history. And yet, the young Prince seemed to know about it.