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Prologue
Enemy soldiers had broken into the castle. No one knew how they had gotten in exactly nor did they really have time to dwell on that. This was an assassination attempt on the King and that was all that mattered.
Luckily, Wolfram was in the same bedroom as the King. He was currently fighting against three of the soldiers while keeping them at a safe distance from Yuuri. However, this all kept him with his back towards the door.
"Wolfram, look out!" Yuuri shouted as he threw himself in between Wolfram and the soldier's sword. The sharp metal sliced the young King open as it bit deeply into his skin. Everyone in that room stopped and watched as the blood poured from the wound as Yuuri slowly collapsed to the floor. The enemy seemed to just disappear from the room and Wolfram couldn't seem to concern himself with them as he rushed to his King's, to his fiancé's, side.
"Yuuri! Just hang on a minute. Help will be here any second now!" Wolfram said after pulling Yuuri in towards his body closely.
"Heh, I guess this just proves you were right all along. I really was a wimp." Yuuri joked with a wince before continuing seriously, "At least you're…" Yuuri trailed off. Wolfram quickly realized he didn't stop from pain. Yuuri was dead. And on his face he wore a genuine smile.
Wolfram threw his head back as he wailed, "YUURI!!!" as the others entered into the room to find the chilling scene before them…
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Okay, I realize that this is really short, but I'm posting it to see if people are at all interested in reading more. I have the first chapter almost completed and, assuming that I get a halfway decent response, it should be up no later than Monday (the 20th). Tomorrow is more likely however, just because I, personally, am really excited about this story. Review please!!!
Just so you know, I got the idea for this story while listening to "What Hurts the Most" by Rascal Flatts.