A little guest at the palace (who made me a princess) Athy x Lucas

Meanwhile (extra)

Heyy~
It's me!!!

First of all, nope I'm not back. This is just something, that a comment from @a09651766818 inspired me to write. A little side story.

Second of all, I may or may not be thinking of writing a chapter about when Athy found out she was pregnant with Atia and told Lucas. IT'S NOT OFFICIAL THAT I WILL WRITE THIS! Just something I've been thinking about.

The pic above is related to the second part of the story.

Anyway, enjoy this little extra chapter~
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Athanasia
Lucas

Athanasia slowly started opening her eyes. She found herself laying down on the soft green grass, sleeping.

'When did I fall asleep?'

She slowly picked her body up and sat up straight. For some reason her head was hurting. It wasn't unbearable, it just made her feel uncomfortable.

"Did I have a dream? I feel like I did."

A very important dream at that. She felt like she wanted to remember it. But no matter how hard she wrecked her brain, it just wouldn't come to her.

"Hmm.."

Something brushed against her hand and her whole body jolted. Athanasia turned her head and her eyes widened. Right next to her Lucas was sleeping on the soft grass. But more importantly...

'Why is he holding my hand?!'

The hand grasping hers, firmly but at the same time gently, as if he didn't want to let her go, was placed closely to his face as if it was a way to reassure him that she was still there. His messy, raven black hair and long dark eyelashes slowly fluttered against the wind. His body lied sideways on the soft green grass carpet, his chest rising a little every time he breathed.

Athanasia stared without a word, as if she didn't want to disturb the view. Like a beautiful, priceless painting. It was just mesmerizing.

Her cheeks started to feel warm but she didn't pay any attention to it. There were more important matters at hand. Her actual hand.

'How to remove it without waking him up? Why is he sleeping here in the first place?' Contemplated Athy.

Than suddenly, Lucas brushed his cheek next to her fingers. The action made Athanasia jolt and turn her head at him once again. But he didn't stop. He kept rubbing his face against her fingers.

Athy was barely holding up. Her face was starting to resemble a tomato. Than her fingers brushed against his lips and she finally snapped. She removed her hand as fast as possible and squealed.

Lucas slowly opened his eyes and sat straight while rubbing is head.

"What am I doing here...?"

"I could ask the same thing?!"

He turned his head and saw (his) the princess sitting next to him. Her face was flushed and she was holding her hand.

"Can you not be so loud, my head hurts. And what happened to your hand?"

"N-none of your business! Wait your head hurts?"

"Yeah?"

"Mine too, a little." She said while placing her hand at her forehead.

"I just had this feeling like I saw a dream. A very important dream. I want to remember it but I just can't."

"Yeah exactly. I feel the same..." said Lucas while putting his hand down. "Strange."

"Yeah.."