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The Spriggan 12, excluding August and Brandish, were waiting for the members of the royal family to arrive. Then, after quite a long wait, Zeref finally showed up, followed by Natsu not too long after and finally Thaddeus some time after him.
As Invel prepared the documents they were going to look over in the meeting, he looked between the Dragneel men, his expression one of confusion.
"Your Majesty, if I may ask...will your wife not be joining us today?"
"Oh, no, I am afraid not", Zeref replied. When Invel raised an eyebrow at that, the Emperor rubbed the back of his head in a sheepish manner.
"Well...let us just say...that the Empress told me that she will be staying in bed for the rest of the day...since she thought she would not be able to walk properly..."
Upon realizing the meaning behind his Emperor's words, Invel felt his face heat up. "Oh...I see..."
"Huh, that's funny! Just before I left, both Lucy and Brandish told me, that they both felt like they would be unable to walk around for a whole week!"
Natsu stated with a smile, and then turned to Zeref. "Hey, after the meeting, we should go and surprise them with some nice food! I am sure they would be happy, be served a delicious meal while they are resting in bed!"
"Huh...that is a good idea, Natsu", the older Dragneel brother replied, as he put a hand to his chin. "I wonder, what dish would Mavis enjoy most?"
"Well, well, I think I will follow your lead on this, boys!" Thaddeus said with a smile, as he looked at both of his sons.
"Ruth told me, that she felt like she needed to stay in bed for at least a month, she was so exhausted. But, I am sure some after some nice days of breakfeast-in-bed, she will be up and about again in no time!"
"Yeah! Hey, after the meeting, the three of us should go down to the kitchen and pick out what we should bring them!" Natsu declared with a grin.
Zeref nodded. "That sounds like a wonderful idea, Natsu."
"Yes! And the first one that reaches the kitchen, gets to pick which chef they want to help make the meals!" Thaddeus added, now sporting a competitive shine in his eyes.
While the three Dragneel men continued their conversation, the rest of the Spriggan 12 present, most of whom were either blushing or grinning, all thought to themselves:
"...Damm...those Dragneel men are really something..."