XLIII. Realization

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WHO MADE ME A PRINCE
chapter forty three - realization.

WHO MADE ME A PRINCEchapter forty three - realization

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ARIUS WOKE UP WITH A START. He had a nightmare about Claude turning into a puppy. He turned around expecting Claude sleeping beside him, but he was greeted by a sleeping Athanasia instead.

He sat up straight and scanned the room for Claude, to no avail. He laid back down. Trying to comprehend last night's events.

Dad has those expressions as well, huh?

Arius questioned as he remembered how Claude looked sad when Arius inquired about their sleeping place.

Claude's inner eyebrows were pulled up and together. His lip corners were pulled down. His upper eyelids were drooping and his eyes were staring straight at Arius's.

He then turned to Athanasia as well, with the same expression and question.

Despite the genuine expression being sad, he looked handsome and quite young when he made that face. Expressions suited him , it made him look young and enhanced his already good looks.

Arius's trail of thoughts drifted to his friends. Arius noticed this yesterday and a few times before as well, but all of them really are different from normal children.

They're mature for their age. Even after being involved with slave traders, they don't seem traumatized.

They adapt to situations quickly. Find solutions just as fast.

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