"…the new furniture I ordered for the castle is very luxurious and comfortable, moreover they are beautiful. Also, the vet said I can ride Josephine again today. My servant has been taking very good care of her fawn." Alfred wrote down before putting his journal under his pillow.

He giggled a bit before yelling "RONALD!"

It only took him a minute to reach Alfred's bedroom and storm in. "What's wrong, Alfred?" he asked while panicking, thinking Alfred would be assaulted by a burglar or trapped in fire or something like that. Alfred on the other hand was just sitting in his bed and smiling at him. "Not funny." The green eyed boy told his twin. "To me it is~" Alfred simply replied. He was holding back laughter, judging from the amount of straw in his hair and the time it had taken him to get to Alfred's room he had fallen asleep at the stables, taking care of the newborn fawn.

"Could you saddle up Josephine? I'd like to go to town today. Wait, on second thought, saddle up your own horse as well, then we'll go together." Alfred ordered. "Of course, my Prince." Ronald replied as always, much to Alfred's frustration. "Why won't you call me hero?" "Have you ever saved anyone, majesty?" "I believe not…" "There's my answer." After that Ronald left the room to saddle up the horses while Alfred changed into his clothes.

By the time they had bought everything on their list it was around lunch time. As Alfred was already drooling over a sandwich Ronald realised they were some money short. "Really? I'm starving, man… Maybe he can give us some money?" Alfred said as he pointed at a poor looking peasant. Ronald looked at Alfred questioningly but went anyway. He was talking to the peasant for at least five minutes until he came back with a halfway full money pouch.

Only a few days after that they visited the neighbouring country. They really stuck out there with their bright blonde hair between all the brunettes the country had, so Alfred was quite surprised to meet another man with blonde hair. He had green eyes, thick eyebrows, appeared to be a few years older than Alfred and he was completely clad in blue. Alfred poked his belly as it started to feel strange, it took him a few minutes to figure out he fell in love at first sight. He asked around about this "blue eyebrow man" and found out his name was Arthur Kirkland and that he was the prince of an overseas country.

During dinner Alfred was deeply shocked, he saw Arthur dining with a green clad, brown haired boy with glasses. Alfred felt heartbroken but kept it to himself until they got back home.

That evening Alfred called Ronald to his room and gave him the order to "go to the neighbouring country and kill every boy with brown hair." Ronald simply bowed to him and ran off to the stables to get his horse.

The people of the country had enough. They started to protest. That wasn't such a big deal until Arthur had paid Grell and Yao of the red army to help the Citizens of the country to set up a revolution.

One night, Arthur, Grell and Yao broke into the castle. Ronald, who was clearly on his way out, ran into them, got up, bowed and fled without saying a word.

It took them a while to find their way through the castle, but eventually they found Alfred's room. They kicked in the door, and there he was. He closed his book and got up from his desk. "What guts to just come in here without knocking!". The trio captured him without much of a fight and escorted him to prison.

"Once upon a time, in this very kingdom, the one who reigned at the top was only a 14 years old child. He was said to have terrorized the country for years, he was to receive his punishment at 3 PM." He wrote down in his journal before putting it away between two bricks.

In the end the time had come, the door of his cell swung open. Alfred kept calm while he was escorted to a big stage in front of the church. On the stage stood a guillotine. There was no expression on the young prince's face as he placed his head underneath the blade. When the church bells rang he smiled to the crowd and said as if he didn't care: "Ah, it's teati—" he couldn't finish his sentence as he was cut off by the tall device.

The "Son of Evil" was no more.