Disclaimer: Kyou Kara Maou ©Tomo Takabayashi
As Yuuri continuously signs the much dreaded paperwork, he glances at the window and sees a certain blond Mazoku clad in blue military uniform training his troops. He watches as Wolfram swings his sword in a graceful manner, contrasting the words that came out of the said swordsman's mouth. Yuuri's eyes turned to Wolfram's blonde hair in which the sunlight dances with his every move. How could such dazzling creature suddenly become his subject and fiancé, granting him this bratty prince's loyalty and presence whenever possible? Really, he feels surrounded by fairytale characters, not to mention his other handsome retainers.
A/N: A drabble, exactly 100 words, randomly made for fun and boredom. I originally aimed for a half drabble, but failed. Prompt: fairytale.