Disclaimer: Don't own
A\N: All of these will be OOC, but that's pretty much the point now, isn't it?
Orders
The soft sounds of paper brushing against paper and a pen scratching down on one of the documents are the only sounds that can be heard in the King's office at this time of the evening. The Sun is already setting, and the Maou has to grudgingly take his eyes off one of the documents to turn on the What's-It's-Called Anissina's newest invention. He doesn't care much for the name, he just cares that it would work properly and provide him light, like it's supposed to. It does.
Minutes tick by and the last rays of the Sun suddenly disappear behind the Horizon. Yuuri doesn't look up when they do.
Suddenly a knock can be heard. One more sound, unexpected and somehow out of place, to join the monotonic rustle of papers.
The Soukoku doesn't call out "Enter". He knows he doesn't need to. The knocker opens the door without waiting for permission, and Yuuri finally looks up, as he is left with no other choice.
The one to interrupt his work turns out to be Gwendal, who nods, curtly, to his King, and hurriedly hands him another document to look at.
"Please tend to it immediately" the older man says, impatiently holding out a hand for the paper to be returned.
Yuuri doesn't stumble on any of the numerous symbols of Mazoku language. He reads quickly, and his hand doesn't tremble when he signs an order for reinforcements to be sent to the front near the Western border of Dai Shimaron.
