"Do you, Lord Wolfram Von Bielefeld, solemnly swear to remain faithfully loyal, continuously supportive, and an unceasingly dependable partner to King Yuuri Shibuya for the rest of your life?" Ulrike questioned, almost shouting to be heard over the load roaring of the waterfall behind her, an especially formally dressed Wolfram. Well formal being a blue version of my high school uniform with black trim and embroidering on the ends of the sleeves with silver buttons, an emerald green cape, and on top of his head a delicate crown made of white gold with sapphires and emeralds.

"I do so solemnly swear," Wolfram answered, not missing a beat.

Ulrike turned slightly to face me; I gulped.

"Do you, King Yuuri Shibuya, solemnly swear to remain faithfully loyal, continuously supportive, and an unceasingly dependable partner to Lord Wolfram Von Bielefeld for the rest of your life?" Ulrike repeated the vows, and I felt Wolfram's eyes on me. I could almost here him scream 'mess this up wimp and I'll barbeque you on the spot'.

"I- I…"

So how did I, a teenage boy, who had repeatedly stated that I would never marry a boy (Wolfram) because I was straight and did not like boys, end up here, in the middle of my own wedding to a boy?

If you asked Wolfram he'd say it was because I was a cheating wimp who can't keep his eyes to himself, thus trouble finds me everywhere.

I would blame it on those assassination attempts that seemed to dramatically increase everyday.

But you could also blame me for being a healthy, hormonal teenage boy. I mean what normal guy can resist a very sexy woman who's apparently very warm for his form? Usually there's nothing wrong with following her to a secluded place in the castle away from a certain fiancé's jealous eyes, except when said woman is an assassin who's been hired to kill you.

So how did such an assassination attempt lead to a rushed marriage between Wolfram and I? Well, to really understand you'd have to go back to a week ago, during the annual Summer Ball…

One Week before the Wedding

The Summer ball was in full swing. People from all over were enjoying the food and entertainment. This was the third Summer Ball since I became King and it was the most successful one yet. There were as many Humans as there was Demons and I was very pleased to see they were mingling indiscriminately.

As Murata had pointed out, not only was a Ball a great way to establish bonds between countries, it was also a great way to meet beautiful girls. And true to his word, it seemed every noble had brought their daughters (and sons) to meet the Demon King who was known to not be happy with his current fiancé. Apparently rumours of mine and Wolfram's fights had leaked through the castle walls. Our "lovers quarrels" turned into hateful arguments, this wasn't true (our arguments kept our may-be-more-than-friends-but-not-lovers relationship fresh) but that didn't stop everyone from wanting to be my wife/husband or my in-law. This fact seemed to upset Wolfram to no end and he was currently standing by the food table glaring daggers at every girl and handsome boy who tried to approach me.

Even without Wolfram it was hard to approach me at all thanks to the heavy security in the form of three huge bodyguards that had been assigned to surround me at all times. All this because of the increasingly frequent assassination attempts on my life.

Two weeks ago a group of ninjas snuck into the Gardens and almost sliced me to pieces, but of course Wolfram was with me and lit the whole Garden on fire, stopping the attack but leaving a 20-meter scorch mark on the ground. Then later that week a masked man tried to kidnap me on one of my many visits to Castle Town, but he got Murata instead and before Conrad and Yosak could do anything, Murata reappeared from that alleyway dusting off his hands and wearing a that-was-easy expression on his face. When Yosak retrieved the kidnapper from the alley he found him pale as a ghost and trembling from head to toe. When I asked Murata what he did to escape he gave me a do you really want to know? look and walked away.

Last week a woman approached me as some noble or another's daughter, she was very pretty and said she was very interested in seeing the Gardens with me. I had suspicions but since she was such a pretty girl I couldn't help but agree to her request. I still felt a little uneasy so knowing fully well Wolfram would be there, I lead her to a secret spot that only he and I knew. When we were completely separated from any prying eyes, she took out a knife and told me I was going to die today. Mind blank, I called the only word I could think of, "Wolf!" and he appeared from his hiding spot and tackled her to the ground. After that Wolfram wouldn't talk to me and he didn't for the rest of the day, he thought I was trying to cheat in front of him. Soon after Murata found out and called me "the boy who cried Wolf" and wouldn't stop snickering whenever he saw me.

Two days later on a trip to a human village on the border a woman dressed in rags and covered in dirt stumbled onto the road in front of the carriage. The horses stopped and I, despite Wolfram's protests, jumped out to help her. Of course when I got close enough she took out a knife, she happened to be very beautiful so when I stopped advancing in shock of the blade in her hand, everyone else thought I was in awe of her beauty. Fortunately for me a man traveling in the opposite direction noticed the knife and started throwing his things at her. By the time the others figured it out, she had already been knocked unconscious by a frying pan.

My life had never been threatened that many times in such a short time so I asked Gwendal about it the next day, he said it was because I was making too many peace treaties with the human countries. "There are still groups and kingdoms that do not like this seemingly friendly Demon King making alliances with Humans."

Conrad said that you can't please everyone and the fear of the Demon race runs very deep in some Humans. So when the topic of the Summer Ball came up Gwendal immediately assigned three bodyguards to stick to my sides during the whole event, much to my chagrin. When I pointed out that Conrad could protect me just fine, Gwendal almost roared at me that Conrad would not be there and even if he would it still would not be enough. The look on Gwendal's face was so terrifying, I don't think I've even been so afraid of Gwendal before that incident.

I shook my head to clear my thoughts, I was supposed to be having a good time.

I looked at my fully armoured bodyguards and sighed for the fifth time that night, this didn't go unnoticed by my large companions.

"Is something wrong your Majesty?" the largest of the three asked.

"Nothing!" I lied quickly scratching the back of my head habitually, "It's just a little stuffy in here, I think I'd like to go out on the balcony. Fresh air, you know?"

The man nodded in understanding and led me to the entrance of the balcony that overlooked the Gardens. One of the three went outside first and looked around before coming back in and nodding to the one I talked to.

"There's no one on the balcony, we will wait here for your return," he informed me.

I tried to laugh in understanding, but it even sounded fake to my ears. "Thank you I'll be back soon."

Outside on the balcony, the night was cold. There was a gentle breeze that cooled my skin and instantly made me feel better. The stars were innumerable and bright, and the moon was full giving enough light to see the Gardens clearly and the couples who wandered through it. The smell of flowers was rich even from this high up. I chuckled to myself when I saw the still smouldering scorch mark on the West Side. For the first time this evening I was alone and very happy for it or at least I thought I was alone.

"Good Evening Your Majesty," a gentle voice whispered behind me.

I jumped in shock and quickly turned around to see who was there. And boy, was she there. Wearing a midnight blue dress that hugged all the right places and revealed almost too much of her chest, a blond haired blue-eyed beauty was standing not two feet away from me. I looked her over again and blushed, no her dress was definitely too low cut.

"I'm sorry Your Majesty, I didn't mean to frighten you," the girl, no woman, apologized as she hurriedly bowed deeply.

I found my tongue again. "N-no, don't worry about it! I just didn't hear you come in, and please call me Yuuri!"

The woman blushed a pretty shade of pink and nodded shyly. I felt my own blush warm my cheeks again.

She walked over and stood by the railing beside me. My mouth opened again and nervous blabbing poured out of it.

"So out for some fresh air? It really is too stuffy in there,"

"Yes… well truthfully no… I actually came out here because… no, never mind it is much too embarrassing," she said quietly, making me glance sideways at her in curiosity. She was fidgeting with her hands and kept peeking at me from the corner of her eye. The gentle breeze carried the scent of her perfume. I turned to face her; I suddenly really wanted to know what she was too embarrassed to say.

"It's okay you can tell me," I said with a soft voice. She looked up at me through her eyelashes; it was a really sexy expression that made it seem a lot warmer out here than it really was.

"I saw you come out here, and I wanted to follow you," she said quietly, then she looked up at me, her face full of hope, "I've always wanted to meet you! I've heard so much about your adventures and your bravery, and when I saw you I realized the rumours were true!"

"What rumours?" I asked, my voice was deep.

"That you were the most handsome demon. But I had no idea that your looks were so exotic," Her face was close to mine, and for the first time I noticed she had pale pink lipstick on.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Salina, King Yuuri," her warm breath washed over my face I could see her tongue, and suddenly my arms were around her waist, pulling her closer.

"Salina," I repeated. Just as our lips were about to touch a vivid image of Wolfram's broken-hearted face appeared in my mind and the fog that had unknowingly blocked my thoughts cleared. I tried to push her away but I was too late.

A cold, sharp, object was pressed against my neck, I felt blood tickle down onto my collar.

"How did you get in here?" I demanded, trying to back away but found myself against the railing. My panic increased when a new smell assaulted my senses.

"Easy, my perfume puts demons to sleep, but it's more commonly used to seduce human men. For you to snap out of my trance means that the rumours are wrong and you are-" I never found out what I was for at that moment she realized what I already knew, her dress was on fire.

She yelped with surprise of suddenly being on fire, her shock made her lose her grip on me and I was able to push her away and the arsonist was ready for it.

"If you think you can get away with trying to kill my fiancé, you certainly don't know your enemy as well as you think you do," the muffled voice of Wolfram Von Bielefeld came from the shadows, like something out of a movie.

The assassin's dress had lit up like a Christmas tree, it burned bright and hot. No matter what she tried the fire would not go out.

Then there was a fireball, then two; each sat on the palms of Wolfram's hands.

"That is a magical fire and it won't go out until I say so. So are you ready to burn for your cause?" Wolfram's voice was deadly serious; he was going to burn her to death.

My would-be assassin gripped her knife and cut off the burning part of her dress, leaving her with only a tiny bit of clothing. I wanted to look away, but she stood up into a fighting stance, her knife at the ready.

Wolfram's face glowed from the shadows, he was wearing a cloth over his mouth but I could still see he looked murderous, his fireballs were now blue and very hot.

I stepped between them.

"Wolf, you can't burn her to death, she will have a fair trial, and you-" I turned to face her, "Will put down that knife and surrender peacefully," My voice was deeper than before, the Maou's voice, my hands glowed blue.

Wolfram continued to maintain his fireballs, the assassin lowered her knife, but of course things couldn't go that easily.

As the assassin bent down to put her knife on the floor, she took out what looked like a ninja star out of who-knows-where and threw it at me.

"Oh no you don't!" Wolfram cried as a blue fireball flew over my shoulder and melted the ninja star before it could touch my chest.

As if on cue, about ten soldiers with cloths tied over their mouths, crashed through the glass doors and bound the startled assassin. I nodded to them and they took her away. I breathed a sigh of relief, the glow faded from my hands.

"Thanks Wolfram, she almost had me there," I smiled a sheepish grin. I knew he couldn't resist those smiles.

Wolfram turned and looked at me, his face expressionless. I started to panic, he was really angry with me!

He walked over to me and I closed my eyes, waiting for the hit I knew was coming and that I deserved. But it never came, instead I felt a cloth dabbing at the cut on my throat, I opened my eyes. Wolfram had removed the cloth that had been tied around his head and was wiping the blood from the cut. He had a strange look on his face, he was neither mad nor upset, he just looked like he was thinking deeply about something.

"Wolfram?" I asked quietly.

He looked at my face but said nothing.

"Wolfram, how did you know about her perfume?" I tried, hoping that bragging about his genius of figuring out what to do would get him talking, and it worked.

"I noticed a woman wearing suspicious clothing walk into the ballroom, trying not to get too close to anyone. When she walked by human men they would gaze at her lustfully, and if you didn't look closely you'd think it was because she was beauty in an almost scandalous dress. But of course I noticed that when she walked by Demons they would yawn and get sleepy, so I tied my handkerchief around my head and followed her. By the time I got to the balcony, your guards were already snoring away and you were about to kiss her." Wolfram's voice was cold, but devoid of any other emotion.

I opened my mouth to protest but he put his finger to my lips to silence me. His skin was very hot.

"I'll have to speak to Gwendal about this. Yuuri, this isn't the first time an assassin has disguised herself as a potential bride of the Maou, and the third time one's almost accomplished their goal." Wolfram stopped his dabbing and, removing his hand from my mouth, healed the cut on my throat. He looked at my face again. "I know you aren't happy with us being engaged, but we've had to stay this way in attempt to prevent these kind of things from happening. If you weren't such a cheating wimp it would have worked too."

I frowned at his 'cheating wimp' but didn't say anything, he was right. I'm only half-human; her perfume could only affect me so much. Damn those teenage hormones.

"The ball is over and you are going to bed to rest."

Before I could protest Gwendal stepped through the broken glass entrance and frowned at the mess and the remains of a blue burnt dress.

"Wolfram I will need your report on this assassination attempt on the Maou's life in my office as soon as possible. And you-" he turned to me and sighed, "you will go to your chambers where there will be guards at your doors around the clock." When he noticed my frown he added, "Until the Castle has been deemed safe, you will have to remain somewhere safe and some place where we can find you quickly and that place is your chambers. Please Your Majesty, you have done enough for tonight."

Gwendal's tired stare made me feel like I was fifteen again and I had fallen off my horse and onto my butt in front him. I should have called for help as soon as I saw her; I shouldn't have fallen for the same trick twice. I glanced at Wolfram, he was looking at the floor, and I realised he was more than disappointed in me, he was sad I rejected him again, he was hurt.

"Wolf, I'm sorry," I said sincerely. He didn't look at me.

My three bodyguards who looked like they had just been woken up surrounded me before I could say or do anything else; they then lead me through the shattered doorway. The Ballroom was empty except for a few servants cleaning the floors and tables, when they saw me they bowed and I nodded in return. We left through the north entranceway and into a deserted corridor; we walked in silence until we passed by the entrance hall. The guests for the Ball were being escorted out, some of the women were whispering to each other behind their hands and others just openly gossiped, but before I could catch anything they were saying we were already at the other side and in another corridor. When we made it to the Royal Chambers, I went inside wordlessly. I changed into my pajamas and crawled into my fit-for-five bed.

My mind was reeling with thoughts of the Ball, and the balcony. I ruined the Ball, and I made Wolfram sad again.

The last thought I had before I fell asleep was if Wolfram was coming to join me tonight.

The next morning polite, yet persistent knocking awaked me. I rolled over and opened my eyes; the space beside me was cold and empty. He never came.

"Your Majesty, you have to get dressed, Lord Von Voltaire wants to see you in his office in ten minutes," the voice I recognized as one of the maids called through the doors.

Memories of the night before flooded my mind and my sleepiness vanished instantly, I had a bad feeling about this.

Ten minutes later I was dressed and about to leave when I heard voices outside my door, even though I dislike eavesdropping something told me I should listen in, so I creaked open the door slightly to hear them better.

"Have you heard the rumours going around Castle Town?" It was the maid who had woken me up.

"I have, 'been saying he loves humans more than Demons," I recognized this one as a soldier from Conrad's squad.

"I think it's rubbish, I mean he's our King and if he didn't care for us The Great One wouldn't have given him the role," This one was from Gwendal's. I felt my blood run cold; they were talking about me.

"You would think so, but I heard that he grew up among them even thinking he was one of them. The way he always defends them… I think it's suspicious," the maid argued. I wanted to open the door that second and scare the crap out of them, but I decided not to, being a good leader means hearing what the people have to say, even if it's something I don't want to hear.

"How can you doubt him? He's done so many things for our country, and he's engaged to a pureblood Demon. Lord Von Bielefeld is proud of his heritage. If His Majesty hated Demons he wouldn't have slapped someone who is the definition of a Demon in the first place," Conrad's soldier countered. I gulped; maybe using my engagement wasn't such a good idea.

"Well I heard it was a mistake and His Majesty never wanted to be engaged to the Ex-Prince in the first place. I think it shows, you can always hear them fighting," the maid reasoned. I knew using my engagement was a bad idea Mr. Soldier. "Maybe Lord Von Bielefeld is too much of a Demon for him, maybe he really does want a human bride, or maybe Lord Von Bielefeld just isn't good enough for him. He is a selfish brat after all."

The door slammed open, and it took me a minute to realise I was the one who had done it. The maid's face was as white as a sheet, and the two soldiers looked pale as well. I took a deep breath to control my anger, my blood was pumping hard through my veins, I was really angry.

I looked at the Soldiers at either side of the door and smiled at them. "Good Morning."

The two looked shocked at my expression, but collected themselves quickly. "Good Morning Your Majesty."

I turned to the maid. "Don't you have somewhere else to be?" I said in the nicest voice I could manage.

The maid looked scared. She nodded slowly, bowed and almost ran down the hallway.

Nodding at the two soldiers, I turned down the opposite hallway and walked briskly. I was definitely late for the meeting. The bad feeling I had earlier returned.

All too soon I was outside Gwendal's office, debating whether or not I should go in. I didn't want to see the disappointed look on Gwendal's face, and I really didn't want to hear the lecture that was to follow. Ultimately I decided to go in, making him wait for me would only make his temper worse.

I opened the door hesitantly and walked through the threshold. What I saw next surprised me. Instead of just Gwendal behind the desk, all of the ex-royals were there, how Conrad got back so quickly I had no clue. Günter and Murata were there as well. They all looked at me with tried expressions except for Lady Cheri who looked extremely happy and Murata who was wearing secret smile. I gulped; this could not be good.

No one said anything for a moment.

Murata broke the awkward silence. "So Shibuya do you know why you're here?"

I nodded, "I know why I'm here but why are you all here?"

Gwendal answered, "There are a number of growing concerns we have to discuss. And also a possible solution to those problems." Gwendal signaled for me to sit in the chair in front of his desk and I did so.

"Since the rumours of your, err, unhappiness about your current engagement to my younger brother have spread, our people have become increasing nervous that you do not want a Demon for a companion. And because of your strong beliefs in humans, they believe you would rather marry a human, and some even believe you will leave us for the humans." Gwendal explained slowly, as if trying to look for the right words.

"I know," I said softly and I explained what I heard before coming to Gwendal's office. Wolfram looked a little sad. "Why would they believe that?" I asked wanting to hear how they could explain the things I heard in the hallway. How could they say such things, I mean how many times to I have to save the Kingdom to prove my loyalty?

Murata answered this time. "You are engaged to not only one of the most beautiful Demons in the kingdom, he is also a talented swordsman and is gifted with powerful fire majutsu, he is the finest of Demons,-" Wolfram blushed a deep scarlet "-and you are unhappy with him. Can you understand why your people are worried?"

I glanced at Wolfram again, he looked upset, but was trying to keep his composure. He met my eyes but soon looked away to stare at Gwendal instead.

"I guess I can understand this, but what can I do to prove my loyalty to the people?"

Murata smiled an evil grin, "You can get married to a Demon, and the sooner the better." Lady Cheri giggled girlishly and clapped her hands, Günter blew his nose.

My jaw must have dropped because Wolfram shot me a warning look and I promptly closed it.

"Married?"

"Yes, I've gathered everyone here to discuss a possible wedding for next week, this will also solve our assassin problem because once married, Wolfram will be with you most of the time and they will not be able to disguise themselves as-"

"Wait! A wedding next week? I'm marrying Wolfram?" I interrupted Gwendal, I realised my hands were in the air.

"Who else would you be marrying? You're engaged to Lord Von Bielefeld and if you marry him not only can he protect you, but it will also abolish any rumours that you were unhappy with Lord Von Bielefeld and in effect Demons too. They will see that their King loves his people and his Kingdom." Murata concluded as Lady Cheri giggled again.

I turned to Conrad, he could save me.

Obviously sensing my panic, Conrad smiled comfortingly, "Even though Demons live for a long time, for a noble or a royal to remain engaged for more than three years sends a message of indecision and unfaithfulness to the people. Indecisive people are not trusted rulers."

"But Conrad I'm only eighteen!" I tried, but to no avail.

"You are an adult in the Demon World, and adults can marry," Murata replied.

I turned to Wolfram, my last hope.

"You can't be happy with this decision can you?"

Wolfram looked a little startled at my question but then replied emotionlessly, "I will do whatever it takes to serve my people and my King, if it's in the form of a rushed marriage, so be it."

My heart sank at his answer and I found myself feeling a little disappointed, like I expected a different answer from him. I mentally shook off the feeling.

"So, the only solution to my assassin problem and my loyalty problem is a Marriage to Wolfram?"

"In a word, yes."

I scanned the faces of everyone in room looking for some kind of hint that they were lying and it was all just a joke. I mean I can't get married! I'm still in high school and I've never been on a real date with a girl before. If I married Wolfram I could never even date at all. I would be married! I would be married to a boy!

I realized I was panicking, I looked at Wolfram. His eyes that reminded me of a deep pool of water stared back at me, and suddenly I was calm. Maybe I could be happy if it was him, if I had to be married off I'd rather it be with him, he was my best friend after all.

So I answered, "Okay".

Lady Cheri cheered happily and squeezed me against her bosom. "You're going to be my first son-in-law!"

Then everyone seemed to release a collective sigh of relief.

"Now that that's settled, it's time for Lord Von Christ to teach Shibuya the Marriage traditions of Demon Royalty. Good Luck Shibuya, you have a lot to learn and a lot to do in six days." Murata smiled at me and I frowned, maybe I decided too quickly.

It took Günter no more than two seconds to rip me from my future Mother-in-law's grasp and put me in front of an ancient text on Demon Marriage traditions.

"I, as your humble servant, will take it upon myself to teach you the history-rich, wedding-" Günter blew his nose again, "-traditions of our most humble kingdom of Shin Makoku,"

I sighed and resigned myself to my fate.

The following six days passed in a blur, Marriage traditions lessons, wedding invitations and measurements for wedding garbs, colour choosing, speech writing and rehearsals. I barely had any time to talk to Wolfram about the wedding and what life would be like after it. I was always needed in one place while he another. Günter was always there to take me away to the library, or to my study, sometimes mumbling that he needed to spend more time with me before "that brat, corrupts my purity". And before I knew it I was here, the day of the wedding, standing on the dais in Shinou's temple. Ulrike, Wolfram and the huge crowd of guests, were waiting for me to swear my life to Wolfram.

I knew what I had to do, even if I wasn't sure it was what I wanted to do.

"I do so solemnly swear," I swore, enjoying the look of relief and happiness on Wolfram's face as the crowd cheered and celebrated the union of their King and their beautiful Prince Wolfram.

"By the power given to me by The Great One, I now pronounce you King and Prince Consort. You may kiss your husband." Ulrike managed to proclaim over the noise of the crowd.

Six days ago I would have cringed at the thought of kissing Wolfram, but after seeing all the happy faces around me, and acknowledging the fact that saying "I do" to Wolfram made them this happy. I figured kissing him now wouldn't be such a big deal.

Wolfram looked at me uncertainly. I gave him a small smile and pulled him to me. His face was so close to mine that I suddenly lost confidence and almost looked away. But Wolfram grabbed my face with both his hands and whispered, "It's going to be alright,". He pulled my face towards his own and gently kissed me.

I never thought a kiss with Wolfram, or with any boy for that matter, would be so soft, so sweet. His kiss was so full of affection that I stood frozen with shock, and in a few seconds it was over.

The noise from the crowd was deafening but that only made us feel more secluded.

"I know you don't feel the way I do about you Yuuri, but I will be the best companion I can be for you and I'll never let you down." Wolfram promised with earnest in his eyes. Before I could reply we were whisked away to the top of the Temple so we could address the people who had gathered outside.

Murata was waiting for us there, his ceremonial robes were black with gold trim, kind of like his usual uniform but the collar was higher and the sleeves longer and wider which made him roll them up whenever he wanted to use his hands.

"Congratulations you two. The ceremony went well but there was a little hesitation on your part Shibuya, I'm not so sure everyone was convinced that you really wanted to marry Prince Wolfram."

I laughed sheepishly and Wolfram gave me a dark look. I was about to say that in the end I did say yes but Murata continued;

"So in order to ensure the success of our plan of reassuring the people of your loyalty, we have decided to send you on the Voyage of Bonds."

Wolfram let out a small gasp then nodded in understanding, he wouldn't meet my eyes.

"What's 'The Voyage of Bonds'?" I asked, seeing as I wasn't getting any answers from Wolfram.

Murata's glasses glinted in the light and I couldn't see his eyes. "To put it simply, it's a week long Honeymoon in which you confirm your union in various traditions. When royals and nobles go on this voyage it tells the people that they are very serious about each other and intend to have a long, strong relationship." I had a feeling he wasn't telling me everything but we were due for our speech.

Someone called for us and Wolfram grabbed my hand, his own as sweaty as mine. I smiled a little as he pulled me along.

"Don't forget to tell everyone that you're going on 'The Voyage of Bonds'!" Murata called after us, waving happily. I felt like yelling at him but we were already in front of the curtain that separated us from the crowds below.

"Are you ready wimp?" Wolfram asked as he looked at me from the corners of his eyes.

"I'm ready and I am not a wimp!" I retorted.

I nodded to the page standing by the curtain and he pulled it away revealing us, the King and his Prince, to the thousands of cheering people 50 ft below.

The fear I felt during the ceremony crawled through my veins again. Wolfram squeezed my hand and I was better, for I wasn't alone anymore. I would never be alone again. And maybe, just maybe, everything will be all right.

I squeezed back and stepped into the sunlight, to address my people, the Demons of Shin Makoku.


I know what you're all wondering, "Where the *bleep* is the sequel and/or side-story to DotDK?" Well, frankly, it's not done…

*Fruit is thrown at author*

I'm sorry! I've been having some problems with my, er, medical condition, and I haven't been writing since LOVE BUG. My muse for DotDK has flown away and I've only recently had the inspiration to write this.

So how is it, do you like it? I really want to know! For the longest time I've wanted to do a fanfic about a rushed marriage between Wolf and Yuuri, where Yuuri isn't sure of his feelings for Wolfram yet.

Chapter 2 is done but right now I need some inspiration to write the third so I decided to post the first chapter and get some feedback!

About the reviews from LOVE BUG and DoTDK... I haven't gotten around to replying and I'm really sorry about that! Just know that I've read them and I really appreciate them!

So PLEASE review this new story of mine, help me keep writing!

Thank you very much!

A/N 2.0- I've reedited it again, got rid of some more mistakes so I hope it's better now! Thanks for all the reviews so far, and even the story alerts, I know they're saying I want to read more so even if you don't have the time to review, a story alert or adding it to your favourites makes me happy!

I know a lot of you are impatient to read the next chapter so I'll let you know how this is going to work, I'm going to post the next chapter after I've finished the chapter that comes after it, that way if something comes up and I can't write for a while I can still post that next chapter to keep you occupied till I can write/finish the next one.

And lastly a little peek at the next chapter! Chapter 2 Features Wolfram's point-of-view and we learn what the Voyage of Bonds really is.

*SNEAK PEEK*

"… and I also want to announce that Prince Wolfram and I will be leaving the castle for a week for the Voyage of Bonds," Yuuri paused as the crowd quieted into whispers and mumbles. I expected this, but Yuuri being Yuuri, had no clue as to why the crowd turned in on themselves.

Yuuri's right eye twitched in nervousness. If only the wimp hadn't fallen asleep during the lesson on after-wedding trips and traditions! He would know why this was such a curious announcement.

Yuuri looked at me; he had painted a fake smile on his face. I knew he was scared, I could almost hear him yelling: What do I do now Wolfram? I have no clue as to why they are so excited!

I sighed, time to save the wimp.

"Yes, we are pleased to announce that we will be going on the Voyage of Bonds. We have acknowledged the risks-" Yuuri's grip on my hand tightened, "-and have decided that to really strengthen the tie between us, a tie that will hold our Nation together, we will face the danger and we will come back stronger than ever!"

*END OF SNEAK PEEK*

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