AN-This is my first time publishing fanfiction so I'm a little nervous about it, I have no idea whether people will like my writing style or not since I've only ever let people read my original work before this. I'm generally pretty good with spelling but at the same time I'm not one of those writers who'll get mad if people start picking out all my mistakes, in fact I'll be happy if you do (it'll help me to improve).
I realise that this chapter is rather short but there are several good reasons for that. Firstly this is actually only half of what I wanted to post since I split it to create a more suspenseful end. Also I don't know if this story will be popular so I wrote it in such a way that I can either just post the second half and leave it as a two shot or if the story is liked then I can upload the whole thing. That is also a reason why it is short since I had to be careful about what I included so I could choose whether to cut it off or continue with the whole idea.
I should probably start with the actual story before my AN bores everyone away.
Horses lined up in a neat formation before the mighty castle of their Maoh. One dark haired rider stood out amongst the rest as he sat tall and proud on his black stallion beside Conrad and Yozak. It was obvious from the man's posture and aura that he was powerful in both political standing and battle prowess. The rider sat proudly at the head of the battalion that morning, refusing to turn his head to look at what he was about to leave behind. While the sun still slept, he was ready to lead his comrades to victory or death for the sake of ending a war against the humans. War had swept through the land leaving only death, destruction and sorrow in its wake. As a last, desperate, attempt for victory the country's rulers were allowing him out onto the frontlines of the battlefield.
A certain fiery blond had strongly opposed the decision but although he was a noble he had no real standing when it came to political decisions. That was why Wolfram stood at the top of the stone castle steps, straining against the arms of his mother as she tried to restrain him. Although he knew that he couldn't do anything to stop the riders from leaving; he was still possessed by an irrational need to reach the dark haired rider. In his heart he felt that he could do something if only he could reach the man. That by standing before him he could prevent his departure. Prevent his death.
Wolfram's eyes never strayed from the dark head of his lover. Tears streaked the blond's cheeks and he gave a mournful cry when the battalion began to ride out of the courtyard, to fight in a war that would only bring death.
The gates locked back into place and Wolfram was finally released. Scrambling to the gates he held them, stretched his arms through, even rattled the iron bars, as if doing so would bring his lover back into the safety of his arms. As the column disappeared from view Wolfram released the gate, which had seemingly been the only thing holding him upright because he immediately sank to his knees.
He stayed there until the sun was beginning to set, constantly crying and screaming out for his lover to return to him. No-one dared to approach the blond prince for fear of being burnt and so they had left him before the gates, crying and screaming in hysterics that made him sound crazy. As the sun finally dipped below the horizon the heartbroken blond slipped into unconsciousness as his strength finally failed him and his sorrowful mind descended into a world of frightful dreams. A grey haired man had been watching from the safety of the shadows but as he saw the exhausted body fall to the floor, he risked venturing from his hiding place to approach the blond.
Gwendal cautiously bent down to lift his baby brother up. For once his brow held no creases of annoyance as he looked down at his heartbroken brother with a soft look of pity adorning his face. The normally stern man carried the unconscious blond to his room to rest. As Gwendal silently closed the door to his brother's room he sent a secret prayer to Shinou. He hoped that the man his brother loved would return safely; otherwise he had no idea if Wolfram would ever hold any semblance of sanity again.
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