The Innocent Vagabond


Disclaimer: I do not own Kyo Kara Maoh

Please note: This is this is a fem Yuuri fic, also in this fic, Wolfram doesn't hate Conrart and Conrart didn't go to earth to deliver some soul, so he doesn't know earth or any of that, and they get along with their uncle Stoffel (formality only ), other than that...enjoy!


Prologue

He hated stormy days.

The clouds are gray, the rain wouldn't stop falling, and the wind kept on crashing the surroundings, dampening the mood of the soldiers who just finished catching the night thieves that were rumored around Shin Makoku.

Wolfram von Bielefelt aka third Prince of the Great Demon kingdom maneuvered his horse away as he let his troops tie down the thieves that were stealing some things from the town during night time. It wasn't that big of a deal, at first, but as the case escalated, so were the people's fear, so his eldest brother, Gwendal commanded a thorough night patrol, and after all nights, guess who was the lucky one the thieves decided to mess with?

Wolfram checked the thieves, hating the continuous rain that kept pouring on his body, they were wearing waterproof cloaks ( courtesy of Anissina, at least she made something useful ), however, despite that, it wasn't cold proof, and the blonde felt himself shiver, he and his men were fire wielders, so they can keep themselves warm, but maryoku shouldn't be wasted for something like this, and the wind continues to blow harshly, as if mocking them for their weakness.

He then checked if the ropes were properly secured before ordering his men to return to the castle.

He was about to head out when he felt his horse, Feurig stopped.

" Feurig? " Wolfram asked, but his horse sped towards the forest instead.

The fire mage tried to stop and rein his horse, but his Feurig kept on galloping forward until he stopped in front of a riverbank.

The blonde Prince glared at his horse. " Feurig, what the hell are you - "

He stopped when he followed Feurig's dark eyes. Wolfram squinted his eyes as he saw something pale stuck out on a bunch of wooden stems hanging limply on the side of the riverbank.

Curious, he slowly walked towards the big rolled up stems, careful as the place were muddy and the stream are flowing harshly downwards, unforgiving on anything that will be thrown on its way.

But as he got nearer, he gasped.

Shinou, it was an arm!

Throwing all caution to the wind, Wolfram ran towards the ball of stems, when he saw a black patch of hair, he immediately took out his sword, gripping the arm in his free hand, he expertly cut the thin branches, gripping the arm on his hands tightly.

And it revealed person.

He slowly pulled up the said person, who was wearing strange yet colourful robes that were torn and almost ragged to pieces, yet still covered the body, from the long hair to creamy skin and soft skin as well as the swell on the chest, she was obviously a woman.

The blonde Prince cradled her, she was such a small, delicate thing, and as he cupped her head, he groaned as he felt something warm.

When he removed his hand, he widened his eyes.

It was blood.

Wolfram immediately checked her, she was still breathing, but very lightly only, and her body is almost as frozen as ice.

Not wasting any seconds, he used his fire maryoku to warm her up and used the healing techniques that Julia thought him. It wouldn't be enough, but it will be enough to keep her breathing until she reach the castle.

" Lord Wolfram! " He heard Kyle, one of his troops call to him.

" Kyle! " Wolfram ordered as he removed his waterproof cloak and covered the girl that he rescued, ignoring the rain that immediately soaked him. " Go to the castle and ask for Gisela! I just found a lass in here who needs medical attention! Hurry up! "

Kyle wasted no time as he reined his horse and galloped away.

Wolfram immediately hauled the poor maiden on his horse, then he hauled himself up and pulled the reins of Feurig, and he immediately rode out of the forest.

As Feurig was running, the blonde looked at the girl he rescued.

She looked different… obviously a foreigner. She had long black hair, and bangs that framed her face, but the sides of the bangs were longer and it framed her soft jaws. She had thick and curvy eyelashes, naturally hued pale lavender eyelids, a small, pointed nose and full lips the colour of ripest peach and a creamy ivory skin.

This was no commoner. A commoner won't have skin as smooth and pearlescent as this, and no commoner possess such beauty…

She must be a princess, or a daughter of a high ranking official.

Either way, Wolfram felt… that his heart has been captured by this mysterious beauty…


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