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So I am doing a collaboration with Shoga-chan, and we have mutually decided to do a Kyo Kara Maou Fanfiction (because she hasn't got round to watching One Piece or any other good anime yet :P )
Hey! Shoga-chan here!
I've never done a fanfiction before so this is a first... Hope everyone likes it!
If anyone hasn't seen Kyo Kara Maou then I recommend it! It is a Great anime! (cookies all round!)
Sorry for that interruption...
Anyways, on with the Fanfiction!
Into Your Eyes, I Smile Each Morning
Prologue: Plots and Schemes
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The golden glow of candles lit the cavernous hall. Great archways of stone stretched upwards, to the glass ceiling high above. Moonlight trickled through the transparent glass panes like blades of light that cut through the barely-lit gloom that filled the chamber.
Patterned silk cloths, edged with gold and silver thread, hung from iron bars and brackets, plunged deep into the heart of the chamber walls. They each depicted old and ancient battles that had long since passes and faded into memories of the oldest demons that still resided within the Kingdom. They swayed back and forth to a phantom breeze, as if dancing, lulling themselves to sleep.
Below, in the middle of the ancient chamber of council was a table that had seen the passing and coming of many council and Kings. It had seen the signing of decrees of war and treaties of peace. It had witnessed the passing of secrets and laws. And it had listened to its own fair share of gatherings that were conducted in hushed tones and muttered voices.
Much like the one that was occurring now...
"Something must be done," announced one of the figures cloaked in shadow and mystery. "This cannot be allowed to continue," agreed another, slightly smaller silhouette. The group all began to nod and utter urgent ideas and opinions on subject at hand, all hidden beneath cowls and dark clothing. The night was cold; each refusing to strip their layers to bare themselves to the Winter chill.
"Then we council are all in concurrence that this oversight must be attended to immediately?" spoke the first figure again, seeming to try and regain control of a situation that was quickly falling into chaos, his voice breaking through the hushed whispers of the others gathered. When the ten members around the polished marble table all nodded again, the speaker of the group leaned forward towards the others and rested his arms upon the cold smooth surface, his eyes following the veins of the red, like blood-rivers between the grey stone valleys.
"Then what do you propose should be done about this troublesome Maou of ours?" The man looked up, placing the spotlight upon the others, direction his question to each as he stared at them in turn, piercing them with his focused, narrowed mahogany eyes.
"What do you wish for me to tell my younger brother?"
Looking at each other, none of the others members seemed willing to supply this menacing noble man with an answer, although they all knew it.
Sighing, Lord Gwendal leaned back into his seat. "I see," he huffed, closing his eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Then you wish me to inform Lord Wolfram that he will not be the Maou's fiancé for much longer."
In a darkened room across the shadowed and snow covered Kingdom, a young Maou woke with a start in his regal canopy-covered bed.
"Wolfram!" he shouted, breaking the silence that had previously been upon the castle.
"Will you stop kicking me!"
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