Chapter 20: Birthday
July 9th, 1513; 00:00 hrs;
"Happy birthday, Lucien!"
"Happy birthday, Your Highness!!"
In an opulent dark quarter, several of Lucien’s maids and butlers came rushing into his room, following the lead of none other than Queen Maria Callastre.
The second his room was opened, he threw the blanket at them and rushed to grab anything to defend himself.
"Oh, it’s you." He sighed a breath of relief, realizing it was just his mother from her voice.
The blanket just froze mid-air as the group of people walked from the side.
"Oh my! My son has quite the survival instinct." She chuckled, putting the cake on the table right next to his bed.
But someone else chimed in, her voice soft, yet it sounded unpleasant, "Do you not trust our mother, that you think she would let an assassin get past her?"
From the back of the crowd came a girl who looked just like Maria, but only a lot younger.
Voluminous red hair, fiery amber eyes, paired with a smaller build, made her look exactly like Maria.