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Chapter 2

Wolfram returned to the palace just in time to see Yuuri and the Princess Sophia walk out of the gardens. Yuuri was smoothing out his jacket, as he was sporting a blush across the bridge of his nose. The princess' cheeks were stained a soft pink as well and her blue eyes were staring at Yuuri adoringly. They were up to something. Or more likely, they had done something while in the privacy of the gardens. Wolfram began to see red as he stormed over to the whispering couple.

"You dirty cheat!" roared Wolfram standing before the two. "How dare you humiliate me like this by holding on to that . . . that woman as though she is your fiance?"

Seeing that the angry Wolfram was scaring the sweet, delicate Sophia, Yuuri pushed the girl behind him. He could feel the heat radiating off Wolfram. "How dare I . . . If there is anyone doing any humiliating it is you. Your behavior is down right unforgivable. I have warned you Wolfram about your temper. I will not hesitate to ban you from the castle permanently if I have to."

"I am your fiance! You should not be hanging around some woman like you are single."

"How many times must I tell you Wolf? Our engagement is nothing but a big fat accident!" yelled Yuuri. "How many times must I pound that fact into that thick skull of yours? I have no intentions of MARRYING YOU!"

"Your majesty!" They heard Conrad yell as he, Gwendal, and Gunter rushed out of the palace to see what was going on. He stood beside Yuuri and looked from one to the other. The frown on Conrad's face was deep with worry as he saw the look of pure rage in his little brother's eyes.

Gwendal grunted as he stared at the two young men. "What in the name of Shinou is going on? What was all that yelling about?"

Yuuri cleared his throat and turned to the others. "It was nothing of any importance."

Gunter was about to say something but Wolfram beat him to it.

"Nothing of any importance!" Wolfram exploded in rage as his emotions began to go haywire. "Then why? IF OUR ENGAGEMENT IS NOTHING OF ANY IMPORTANCE! WHY HAVE YOU NOT ENDED IT?" The blonde prince whole body exploded in a burst of flames. At first, the flames were yellow but then turned red. "WHY HAVE YOU CONTINUED TO LET THE ENGAGEMENT STAND? WHY HAVE YOU CONTINUED TO GIVE ME HOPE BY NOT ANNULING THE ENGAGEMENT? WHY YOU STUPID WIMP?"

Yuuri stared in horror as he stepped back making sure to protect Sophia from Wolfram's wrath. Then Gwendal and Conrad stepped in between their king and their enraged baby brother. "Wolfram von Bielefeld you will stop this foolishness now!" roared Gwendal glaring angrily at his brother. It was not a plea. It was a command. A command in which the eldest of the three expected to be obeyed.

Wolfram snarled at them as his vibrant green eyes seemed to turn black as a bottomless pit. Then his pupils began to expand until his eyes were just two black balls. Conrad gasped in horror, as he had never seen his younger brother filled with so much rage and hatred. He was not sure about the others but he could actually feel the hate radiating from Wolfram in waves. It took everything in him not to cower in fear.

Gwendal could feel it as well. He has never felt so much anger and hate come from his youngest brother in his life. He never thought Wolfram had it in him to give off this killing wave of hate. And his eyes. They made the Earth wielder shiver in fright. It was a look he never wanted to see on his brother's face again. Just as Gwendal was about to say something else. Wolfram spoke and Gwendal shivered.

"You disgusting piece of filthy," Wolfram snarled in a deep voice that oozed darkness. "I shall make sure the very gates of hell swallow your putrid soul whole."

Gwendal didn't know what to say. Everyone stared in opened mouth shock at Wolfram. Something was wrong. He had to stop this before Wolfram did something they all would regret. Clearing his throat, he stood straight before his enflamed, enraged brother. "Wolfram von Bielefeld. You will stop this this instance. Yuuri is your king and you have sworn an oath to protect him not hurt him. You will stand down. NOW!" The command was there as the young prince flinched. He closed his eyes and the flames died down. When he opened his eyes again they were back to normal. He stared up at his two brothers.

"Wolfram von Bielefeld have you gone insane?" snapped Gunter angrily. "You could have hurt His Majesty or the Princess Sophia. You could have caused a war between our countries."

Gwendal raised a hand halting Gunter from his tirad. "You will return to your room and you will stay there until further notice. Understand," said Gwendal.

"But he . . ." Wolfram was about to argue but Gwendal would not have it.

"Do you wish for me to place you in the dungeon?" Gwendal's blue eyes hardened in anger. "Go to your quarters, now!"

"I understand, sir," he said with scorn. Wolfram glared at his so-called fiance and turned away from them. It was good that Gwendal told him to leave. Wolfram didn't think he could stand seeing his cheating fiance with that . . . that hussy. The mere sight of the double black was making him sick. Then he walked away. He could hear Yuuri starting to complain to Gwendal and Conrad about Wolfram's bizarre behavior but he didn't care anymore. 'I'm so tired of his constant denial and cheating. Well, to be honest I know Yuuri has never cheated with anyone here or back on Earth. Call it blind faith. I'm just so tired of all this but what can I do. Yuuri is the one that propose and he has to be the one to annul the engagement. But yet he won't do it? Why? Does he truly not know he has that right?' Wolfram frowned as he walked down the deserted hallway to his room lost in thought. 'He has been here for a little over three years. Surly Gunter has told him of it. So why won't he end it? Why is he keeping me dangling on the end of a rope? Does he enjoy shattering my heart? Or does he think my yelling at him until I am blue in the face funny to him all those women he hang around?' Wolfram could feel the anger returning. Unconsciously he clutched at the pendant dangling around his neck beneath his clothes. He could feel himself calming down some. Sighing tiredly, he continued with his thoughts.

After the arrival of the princess Yuuri has spent just about all his free time with her. He even has ignored Greta. 'No, I take that back. He hasn't ignored her completely. He just doesn't spend anytime with her alone anymore.' It tears at Wolfram's heart when he sees the sadness in her eyes and hears it in her voice when she tells him of her day which was suppose to be spent with His Majesty alone. The blonde slammed the door opened and closed it just as loud behind him and threw himself onto the bed. Burying his face into his pillow, he began to cry against the soft fabric. "He's going to get rid of me. I know it." He could feel his heart shatter at the thought of never waking up beside the person he loves. 'Dammit!" He began to pound his fist against the other pillow in anger. 'Now that he has that whore. He's going to leave me after three years of being faithful only to him. Even when he returned to Earth and we all thought he would never return, I still believed in him. Yuuri is going to just toss me aside and marry that woman.' Wolfram's heart shattered over and over as he continued to cry until he fell into an exhausted sleep. But before the blonde closed his eyes one thought ran through his head. 'When I see him again I am going to ask Yuuri why he has not annuled our engagement?'

xxxxx

As the three-cloaked strangers made their way through the celebrating throng, the huge hoods they wore over their heads hid their faces from the happy citizens of this kingdom. Wouldn't want them to go into a panic when they saw her and the tall man in the brown cloak. The female snickered as she thought about the people running around screaming their heads off.

"I doubt that mistress," said the male in white. She turned to him.

"Do you, now? And why is that?"

"Well, I'm incline to believe they would be curious more than they would be frightened."

She shrugged her shoulders. "Well, you maybe right. But it would still be funny."

"More like annoying," said the man in brown as the three continued their journey through the town.

They carefully kept their senses on alert as they tried to sense the hidden danger that lurked in the village. But to their irritation, they could sense hide nor hair of their intended victim. They watched as the people were out enjoying this joyful event. Children ran around them playing games, and some even stood before the cloaked strangers saying something and then handed them a bouquet of flowers. Men, young and old stumbled out of the taverns singing a happy tune as dancers pranced around everywhere throwing colorful streamers and flower petals everywhere as words of joy flowed from their smiling faces.

"What are these people saying?" whispered the tall man in the brown cloak to the female.

"Who knows but they all are very happy about something," said the woman. She walked over to one of the fruit stall and picked up a fruit. "Well would you look at this. A purple apple. What a truly unusual world." The vendor was saying something to them but they paid no mind to what he was saying to them in that unintelligible language.

"I wouldn't be so shocked," said the male in white. "Remember when we went to Everan. The apples were pink and the grapes were orange. You must remember my lady. Just because an apple is red on Earth doesn't mean it will be red on other planets. Although from its shape, I wouldn't say that was an apple. Unless Lord Gwydion decided to change the shape as well as the color."

She shrugged her shoulders and took a bit. "Mmm, taste better than an apple." She took another bite. "I have got to get uncle to let me take one of the trees here back home. The twins will love it."

The man continued to prattle on to them about something they did not understand.

"It is such a nuisance not being able to understand what these souls are saying when they are reincarnated on another world." The figure dressed in white snorted.

"You are such an impatient person." Then the woman raised a black leather gloved hand and pressed two fingers against the vendor's forehead. The man fell silent and his eyes closed as she began to learn his language. Because of the festival going on around them, no one really paid any attention to what the cloaked stranger was doing. "Do you both have the language?"

"Yes, my lady," said the man in brown.

"Good, now let's get out of here before we have to pay," she said giggling as she took two of the apples and gave one to each of her companions and took another for herself.

When the vendor opened his eyes he frowned. He could have sworn that there were three people standing at his stand. He shrugged his shoulders and went back to putting his things away in his shop.

The three watched the people sing and dance around them in joy. The woman snorted. "I can't believe these people are calling themselves demons just because they can manipulate the elements and have a lifespan longer than humans."

"You know how humanoid life forms are. They are ignorant of the things around them," said the man in white. "It's best we not worry about their delusions of being demons and worry about the real ones that are hidden here."

"You're right," said the woman. "Let's see what we can find out."

The three made their way to the center of the village gathering information along the way. Now that they could understand what was being said. They understood that it was their king's eighteenth birthday. And the people were celebrating.

"Eighteen," said the man in brown. "That seems mighty young for someone to be ruling an entire country."

"Well, remember Tutankhamen was only nine years old when he was crowned as the next pharaoh of Egypt," said the woman.

"True, but if you remember he didn't run the country. It was his advisors that actually ruled Egypt."

"Stop trying to be a smarty pants." She nudged the male playfully with her elbow in the side.

"It seems that that's not all they are celebrating," said the man in white as he walked over to his other two companions.

"What do you mean?" asked the woman.

"They are also celebrating that this young king has brought peace to their world between them and the humans."

"I see." She began to think. "I wish my uncle was here. He could help us out more."

They began walking around trying to sense the evil aura when suddenly they came to a stop. They felt the wave of hate wash over them like a tidal wave. The aura of the hate felt familiar but yet it also felt unfamiliar. The female in black couldn't understand what was happening but before they could pinpoint where it was coming from, the aura vanished.

"What the hell was that?" she said shocked.

"Whatever it was it was quite suffocating," said the male in white. "Could any of you locate it?"

"No, it was as though it was cut off abruptly," said the male in brown.

"Let's go. Whatever it was maybe it will occur again and we can track it." The three continued walking until suddenly they were struck by the demonic aura of the creature they were tracking.

"There!" shouted the female pointing toward the castle. "It's coming from the castle. Let's go!" Then they started running through the street. "Leo!"

While running the man suddenly was surrounded by a white light, and when the light faded where there was once a man there was a huge brown lion. The village people screamed in terror as they quickly threw themselves out from the path of the terrifying creature. Suddenly the two other cloaked figures took to the air and landed onto the back of the lion. Clutching the mane tightly, they held on to the huge cat as it made a beeline toward the castle.

xxxxx

Even though Gwendal ordered him to stay in his room, Wolfram could not stay in there a minute longer. It was too quiet and it gave him time to think about all that happened earlier between him and Yuuri. Plus he wanted to see what the wimp was doing with that disgusting, clinging woman on the arm of his fiance. He made his way to one of the windows and looked out. What he saw made him want to torch something or someone. He saw Yuuri and the princess walking around the courtyard hand in hand. The two were talking and Yuuri was blushing while the princess was giggling. That bitch dare to rake her grubby paws through Yuuri's hair as though he was her man. Wolfram wanted to kill as he saw the woman get on her tip toes and place a kiss on HIS fiance's cheek. And Yuuri, the stupid, cheating wimp was blushing from head to toe. Oh yes, the bitch was going to die a most gruesome death. He sneered in anger as Yuuri smiled at the woman as though she was the only one in the world. Shinou! He hated Yuuri sometimes. The idiot was so insensitive at times.

Wolfram could feel it like claws raking into his soul. The darkness wanted to break free. It wanted to slowly shred Yuuri to tiny pieces. It wanted to incinerate the thoughtless oaf until nothing was left of him not even ashes. It wanted to hurt, humiliate and maim Yuuri for treating him so uncaringly. Wolfram hated this feeling. He had no idea where such a feeling came from. Before his walk through the village early that morning, Wolfram only felt his normal anger towards the idiot. But now, this was something dark and foreboding growing inside him, and he did not like it. It was not him but he could not help it. It was as though something dark and destructive, was trying to break free and destroy all that he loved.

He could actually feel something pushing at him to go down there and attack. But before Wolfram could do anything, he was snapped out of his murderous thoughts when he heard the ear shattering roar of some sort of beast and a second later, there was a loud explosion coming from the front gate. Wolfram ran through the hall along with several guards to see what was causing the commotion.

As he made it to the front and stepped outside, he saw that the front gates were reduced to splinters. And the guards stood with weapons drawn surrounding three cloaked figures. He gasped when the center figure removed the black cloak. There stood a beautiful woman with long silver hair in a braid. She wore glasses like the Great Sage except they were dark and he could not see her eyes. Her skin tone was a soft dark brown color. He could tell that her coloring did not come from being out in the sun. No, this was a natural coloring. She was dressed all in black leather and when she spoke, he shuddered. Wolfram had noticed when his brothers and Yuuri had arrived. He growled when he saw Yuuri. The cheating wimp. He was brought out of his angry thoughts when he heard Conrad tell Gwendal to be careful. Gwendal took a couple steps forward and addressed the strangers. The strangers paid no heed to Gwendal as they began whispering amongst themselves. Wolfram saw his big brother was getting agitated at the intruders for ignoring him. But when the woman finally spoke, Wolfram shivered at the iciness in her voice. He didn't know why but the female's soft, teasing voice sent a chill down his spine and what she said next made his heart stop.

"Well well, an Earth wielder. How cute." She smiled sadistically. "Go away little boy before your mommy be burying you the next day."