?|THE LAST PIECE|?{Wmmap}

Athanasia turned to find the source of the earlier voice.

Her heart gripped by a wave of horror as she beheld the man before her,
While Ashaya stood by, a glimmer of amusement in her eyes.

The man possessed dazzling blonde hair and piercing jewel-like eyes unmistakably the symbol of the imperial family.
In an instant, Athy recognized him-her father, Claude de Alger Obelia.

"That face.. I've seen it before.
Was it that dancer from siodonna?
You look like that wench."
Claude's voice drifted icy distain.

"Then again it doesn't matter who she came from."
Claude reached his hands, his fingers brushing against athanasia's chin

"Your majesty!"
Felix Claude's personal bodyguard a red headed handsome man, tried to interject but his words fell on deaf ears.

"Where's the other one?"
Claude inquired a smirk playing in his lips.

"I remember what that wench named you two.
Athanasia and Ashaya.

Is that one dead?"
Amusement flickered in Claude's eyes, his smirk unfazed.

In the obelian empire a name related to immortality is only permitted to a official heir to the throne.
And it can only be granted by the emperor himself.

Claude had spared the twins lives solely due to their names, he was curious to witness how long they chould embody their name's meanings.

Ashaya signified eternal will or ruler
While Athanasia represented king.

Claude's stare sent shivers through Athanasia.

Moments later he effortlessly lifted athanasia and slowly spoke.

"You're heavy.
You have really chubby cheeks but I didn't expect you to be this heavy."

Inside, Athanasia was cursing and crying out in desperation.

"Now tell what are you doing in my palace?"
Claude inquired, his tone as frigid as the winter's breath.

Athanasia was frozen, her shock rendered her speechless.

"She was lost."
A voice interjected from the greenery.

All eyes turned to the speaker .
It was Ashaya.

'What are you doing here?!!!'
Athanasia thoughts screamed in silence.

"You're alive."
Claude remarked a hint of amusement in his voice.

"I am alive and well."
Ashaya smile seems to spill ice.

Claude stared at Ashaya for a moment and trew Athanasia onto Felix.

"I should have tea with my guests."
Claude declared before walking away.

........

Claude is reclined on the couch, his legs elegantly crossed, showcasing his well-defined chest due to his relaxed attire.

Opposite him, Athanasia sat upright, a radiant smile plastered on her face.

Beside her, Ashaya say comfortably leaning on the couch.

She was captivated by the array of delicacies, took a cupcake and started eating.

".....who taught you manners?"
Claude inquired gazing Ashaya as she sat like she owed the place.

"Lilian."
Ashaya replied immediately chewing on the cake.

"Lilian York, I see.
That lady must still stay with you."
Claude remarked coldly as he seemed to remember something.

"She does."
Ashaya nodded while Athanasia was frozen in place.

"I didn't know one of you couldn't speak.
Well this is boring."
Claude continued learning back on the coach his gaze fixated on Athanasia.