A/N: ok,so this is my first DGM fanfic! XD It was kind of a surprise since its been a long time since I made at the bottom my friend Ren suggested that XD

BTW I don't own -man or the Prince's lines at the bottom (If you watch MaRchen you'd know) only the sleeping beauty here.


This is where she the roses that are the same color of her blood.
Tyki Mikk knows this as he descends down the cold stone steps into the darkness,the place illumintaed by a single jack-o-lantern,courtesy of Road.

He takes a drag out of his cigarette and finds himself around he notices that the labrynth seemed to be getting smaller,which means he's getting nearer.

Finally he crosses another pair of doors and opens a one final door.
Inside he can't help but smile,more like a smirk though...

There she lies.
Sleeping peacefully as he left soft blond hair still in tact,her very form lovely and beautifull as he remembers,around her we're roses that he left,some we're already wilt while others we're starting too.

Tyki extinguished his cigarette and proceeded to the war has just been finished and the Noah's succeeded,with the help of the newly awakened Fourteenth;of course.
Because of this,it is safe to we can do anything he wants now,freely.

She might not agree to everything first,she might even fight considering her stubborn might even look helplessly for the remains of her friends and knows that the Noah clan is her new family.

Because to fall for a sub-human like her is a sin on his part.

But then again,Cyril kept his wife and Road requested Allen to be returned as they can't really complain.

He is standing beside her now,his smirking growing,looking down at her pretty face,why did he put her to sleep in the first place?

Oh keep her from interfering,to keep her from supporting those despicable more importantly...

To keep her safe.

Slowly he kneels down and brings his face closer to hers.

"Good Morning my Sleeping Beauty." he whispers.

Just where in the world is my ideal bride?
Ah, through west and east, north and south, against raging storms and winds,
although I've searched everywhere, I still can't seem to find her...
But then, my ears caught a wonderful rumor-