𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒║The Twin Siblings New Life x oc

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 20; #dontpukeurgutsout 😁

The room was expansive, high ceilings with a diamond chandelier lighting up the room. The walls are draped in luxurious, richly colored fabrics; black and white all adorned with gold linings while being embellished with an ornate gold trim. The room is filled with fine artworks, sculptures, and other treasures being showcased.

This is without a doubt, fitting to be called The Emperor's room.

"I want to fucking die."

"Not as bad as you, but same."

"Don't say that guys...It's not that bad..?"

"Shut up, Arien." Arjen and Sora said collectively.

The tension in the room was getting palpable as the conversation continued to play out silently in their minds, each word unspoken adding to the weight of the awkward atmosphere the servants felt. Despite seeing the siblings not making a single sound yet they looked like they were somehow talking to one another with the reactions of Arien, the servants remained obediently quiet, keeping their heads low.

"I swear if that fucked ain't coming, I'm going to bash this room," Sora cursed and crossed her arms.

"That's too messy, Sora," Arjen said calmly.

"Then are we supposed to wait another year for the old man to stagger in?"

"It hasn't even been a minute, Sora..." Arien sweatdropped.

"Potato, patato." She shrugged. "Dunno why you guys are even listening to the old man anyway."

"To not get into trouble, Sora," Arien answered.

"Fuck that, when did I ever follow rules?"

"Never," Arjen said.

Sora raised a brow, "Then why?"

Arjen simply replied, "Why not?"

"...fuck you"

"Cool."

Sora groaned in annoyance and leaned on Arjen's shoulder. "How long has it been?"

"One minute or so," Arjen answered.

"Are you kidding me..."

Sora's patience waned after enduring a full minute in the room and made her way over to the couch, exquisitely adorned with intricate golden patterns, paired with a matching coffee table. She hopped up onto the couch without struggling as she used a small boost of wind and she comfortably sat down, throwing one leg over the other and casually looked down at her siblings beside her.

"You guys just gonna stand there or what..?"

Arien and Arjen exchanged a glance at each other and shrugged. Eventually, they both settled onto the couch - Arien took the other arm of the couch and Arjen found himself seated in the middle.

Sora rested her head in the comfort of Arjen's lap, her legs dangling over the arm of the couch. She absentmindedly toyed with Arjen's hands, her fingers dancing lightly across his skin as he talked with Arien.

The servants in the room felt the urge to tell Sora that it was preposterous and she wasn't supposed to be sitting like that as she was a princess.

However, remembering the rumours lingering over her head, and some of them personally witnessing those haunting rumours, they opted to remain silent.

Arien lowered her gaze to her hands resting in her lap, fiddling around with her fingers. She was lost in thought, contemplating as her mind wandered.

'What is the situation..?'