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"Who the hell are you!" Wolfram screamed at the girl on top of him.

"Why, my dear Wolfram, I'm from the future." The girl presented herself. The prince looked at the young woman as if she was a lunatic.

"Oh, you're here to save us from a great danger!" Yuuri exclaimed while pushing the girl in an awkward way off his fiancé. He stopped directly with acting weird when he saw the girls look. She was staring full disbelieve at him, but got out of it quickly when she saw the look he was giving her.

"Not really…, Heika." She added with discomfort. Yuuri caught the discomfort and started panicking. 'Aren't I the Maou any longer? Am I dead? What's…'

"Yuuri!" Wolfram's voice shot the king out of his thoughts.

"Who are you thinking so deeply about? Not about her, I hope! You've got me so you shouldn't be thinking about anyone else but me!" Wolfram shouted while pointing at the young woman.

"It's not what you think." Yuuri mumbled his defense while shrinking a little. The girl examined the scene before her with blinking eyes and couldn't oppress her laughter any longer. Hearing the laughter, the couple stopped with fighting and looked stunned at to the black haired beauty.

"You guys are so funny!" She said with tears in her eyes. Wolfram felt his fury aiming itself at her and started to yell against her, but stopped when he saw the anxious look she gave him.

'I don't like it when you're yelling at me.' She confessed and now it was the prince his turn to look with blinking eyes.

"What?" He asked stunned. "Who are you?" The young woman saw the prince's eyes narrow and knew that this was the sign that she could better come up with the truth or suffer the consciences, which frequently had the participation of fire in them. "

"Oh, let me introduce myself. I'm Yaelle." The young woman presented herself with a small bow.

"Yaelle, nice name." Wolfram mumbled aloud and Yuuri examined his fiancé, till this one again flew out at him.

"Yeah, yeah, Wolfram… Yaelle, what are you doing here?" The king asked after silencing his fiancé.

"Hmph." Wolfram aimed his face at the sky, away from Yuuri, angry that he wasn't listening to him, but his eyes quickly descended back to Yaelle.

"I've came to change something. What else." She answered with a goofy smile, thinking of what Yuuri had first asked her. 'I can't tell them the truth.' She decided still with the smile on her face.

'I thought that only Yuuri was physical capable of that smile.' Wolfram thought surprised while taking the girls face in.

'Actually she looks a little like my wimp… and those eyes those are clearly mine. Could it be?' Wolframs eyes widened when he had unraveled Yaelle's identity. From his eye angles he examined his fiancé once more and saw the resemblance clearly.

'Yuuri and I are going to have a daughter!' He exclaimed while doing a happy dance in his head. He suddenly had the urge to take his king in his arms and never let go. But he didn't do that since Murata had just joined them about a minute ago.

"What are you going to change?" Yuuri insisted further.

"Euh…" 'Good question.' Yaelle praised the Maou while trying to come up with an answer.

"Shibuya, perhaps it's just the point that we don't now what." Murata rushed to her aid. He had come to see what Wolfram had left over of his king and had been more than surprised to see a black haired beauty sitting on said prince. Of course as the Great-Sage, it hadn't taken him long to figure out the girl identity and decided that he would lend her a hand.

'That good, old Sage always shows up when he's needed.' Yaelle thanked Murata mentally. Yuuri looked back from his earth friend to the young woman, hoping that for ones his friend was wrong. It was a small change, but he could still hope.

"The Great-Sage's right." Yaelle broke that hope. Fortunately Yaelle had remembered to call Murata by his formal name.

"Let's start with the ceremony, Shibuya." The Great-Sage offered his disappointed friend. Yuuri nodded and walk besides him the temple back in.

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Wolfram walked up to Yaelle and only stopped when he stood before her. He examined the emerald green eyes one more time and then let a smile color his face.

'He knows!' Shot through Yaelle's head, not that she found that terrible news. She wouldn't have expected less from her father.

"May I chaperon this young lady to the ceremony?" He asked in a tone, he had so far only used with Greta.

"It would be my pleasure." His daughter answered. 'It's just like the old days.' Yaelle toughed happily and linked her arm in that of the blonde prince.

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"Daddy Wolfram!" Greta called when she saw Wolfram walking in. When the prince saw the little girl, he let go of his other daughter and picked her up. Yaelle's heart went in to shock when she saw her older sister.

"Who's that?" Greta whispered when she noticed her fathers company. The ceremony had started and she didn't want to disturb it by talking to loud.

"That's someone from the future." Wolfram whispered back and Greta eyes opened till they reached their limit. Now she looked the young woman up and down and when she came at her eyes, she let a surprised sigh escape her lips.

"She has your eyes, daddy Wolfram!" She called quietly and Yaelle couldn't oppress a smile forming on her lips. "And daddy Yuuri smile!" Greta continued and Wolfram nodded as proof. He put the girl back down and watched how she ran to the woman behind him.

"You're my little sister, aren't you?!" Greta asked the answer already knowing. Yaelle couldn't help but nod. She had heard so many stories about Greta from her father. She really regretted it that she was born as a human and aged way too quickly, so that Yaelle hadn't really gotten the time to get to known her. Therefore she was more then happy to finally get to meet her older sister.

'Wait until I tell Leya that I've got to meet her grandmother.' Yaelle toughed with a smile while picking up the little girl. In that position they stayed through the whole ceremony under the watching eye of Wolfram.

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"What do you think of Yaelle?" Wolfram asked when he was lying comfortable in Yuuri's bed. "Yaelle? I guess she's alright. Why?" Yuuri answered with a questionable face. His fiancé looked at him full disbelieve.

'That wimp doesn't know!' A voice screamed in the prince's head.

"But I still wonder why she's here." The Maou continued, after deciding to ignore Wolfram's look. It wasn't the first time that the blonde drew a look that he didn't get.

"Perhaps making you less dense." The prince mumbled while smoothing out his pink nightgown under the blankets. Yuuri, who hadn't heard him, crawled beside him and laid down with his back to the blonde. The prince looked a little sad at the back and let out a sigh.

'Wait, what am I sighing about? The proof that Yuuri loves me is only sleeping a couple of chambers further down the hall.' Wolfram considered while a dead-happy smile formed itself on his lips. Now that he had the courage, he bended over his fiancé and planted a kiss on his cheek.

"Goodnight, Yuuri." He said softly, lying back down before he could see the look that his kiss had caused. When Yuuri was certain that his fiancé was fast asleep, he let his finger tops caress his kissed cheek. He couldn't keep the goofy smile of his face and fell in sleep while a warm feeling inside that he couldn't place.

Stephke23:Yaelle's identity is already discovered by Wolfram, Murata and Greta, but of course Yuuri is too dense and I'm not planning on letting him finding it out right away. Well, I hope you enjoyed it. R&R