He, who made you a princess

Chapter XXII

~ it's a constant battle of will, in which the winner is always you ~

part two

     "Lucas."

*poke* *poke*

     "Lucaaas~!"

*wince*

     "Nn..."

     "Wake up, prince Lucas...!"

Athanasia whispered softly in Lucas' ears.

Lucas squirmed under the covers and rubbed his face on the pillow he was hugging. He sighed and opened his eyes half-way.

     "What... are you talking to me now...?"

His morning voice was a little coarse, and he spoke in a low whisper. There was no denying that she loved it. This was the beauty of having Lucas wake up next to her every morning.

Dibs on that dreamy morning voice.

     "I had a dream. It was really weird."

Lucas grumbled on his pillow. He grabbed Athanasia's hand and tucked it under his cheek and closed his eyes to fall sleep again.

     "Hey...! Don't you wanna know what it is? You were the one making a fuss about me not telling you the last time!"

Lucas clenched his eyes to get rid of the tears in the corners. He opened them again just half way and yawned, looking up at his lovely wife.

     "What? Tell me..."

But it was so comfortable, all this. Damn the bed was so warm and soft, and her hand was cool to the touch. Everything was coaxing him to fall back to sleep.

     "In my dream, I was about eight or nine years old, and then... daddy killed Ijekiel."

Athanasia paused for a second before saying her last words. She watched Lucas' brows twitch at the mention of Ijekiel's name and she just had to snicker.

     "Good job faaather."

Lucas said in his rumbling voice.

*snickers*

Athanasia knew the next part would wake her husband up. For a minute she wondered if she should just end it there, but he's been super annoying lately, so she decided to return the favor.

     "Apparently, in my dream, I was heartbroken because Ijekiel didn't like me. So I was crying and crying, and that's why daddy killed him."

Lucas jolted up. His watery eyes narrowed at his wife and he frowned so deep his mouth formed an upside down U.

     "You what?"

Athanasia laughed, in an annoying way to Lucas.

     "Fufufu~ I had a crush on Ijekiel in my dream."

Lucas took her hand that covered her mouth as she laughed and he pinned her down on the bed.

     "What the hell are you laughing about? Stop laughing."

But Athanasia continued on. She held onto his waist with her free hand and turned her head to the side, letting Lucas nibble on her neck as she giggled.

     "It was just a dream, but can you believe I crushed on him so much I cried? Fufufu~"

Athanasia looked at Lucas from the corner of her eye. As expected, an extremely displeased look formed on his face. Like he was ready to kill someone.