In the demon kingdom, Prince Wolfram von Bielefeld, sat on his knees before the alter of the great one, the first maoh of the demon kingdom. All around him, the men in the room stared at him.
"What are you doing, Wolfram?" Conrad asked, standing to the blonds left. Conrad was the second eldest son of the former demon queen. His brown hair was a little disheveled, for he too worried about the upcoming week.
"I'm praying for Yuuri to come back today." The blonde claimed, rising up off the floor. He brushed his blue military uniform as he stood. "I want for him to be here for the celebration."
"Just because you ask the great one, doesn't mean Yuuri will actually come, Wolfram." Gwendal von Voltaire reported from across the room. He, as always, stood away from the rest of the group. His black hair covered his face.
"I agree with Wolfram!" Gunter von Christ cried, shaking his head rapidly. His light purple hair flew in every direction. "I want his majesty here as well! I will adorn him with love and loyalty the next time I see him." He vowed, looking off into the distance. It was very clear that he was daydreaming about their king.
"You had better not touch my Yuuri this week, Gunter!" Wolfram warned his hand on his sword. "Yuuri is mine and I swear I will be the first to…" The door of the hall slammed open. In came a girl looking very young in age but not in experience. She wore her long gray hair all the way to her waist. Big violet eyes stared up at the men in the room. Usually, men were banned from this holy place but on such a special day as this, they were excused.
"Everyone." She called, speaking in low ominous tones. "King Yuuri has arrived. Along with his Eminence. They are waiting for you in the court yard." She had barely finished talking before almost every man ran out the door, just barely missing her small form. Ulrike sighed. Men were so impatient some times, she thought.
The young priestess walked over to the altar, where three crate like boxes remained. They were harmless now but couldn't be moved.
"Great one, I, your humble servant, come before to ask you something." She requested. To anyone else, silence was the only response, but to her ears, the spirit of the first demon king replied.
"Speak, Ulrike." The voice said. Ulrike nodded
"I wanted to ask why you brought this holiday back after so long." She asked, bowing her head low. "You didn't need to and the people of the demon kingdom had forgotten about this day. Why bring it back?" at first, the spirit said nothing. Ulrike though he might not answer at all but he finally spoke after a minute.
"I'm doing it-" he started to say, but stopped. Thought she could not see his form, she knew he was smiling now. "I need to weed out a coward."
Outside, in the courtyard, Murata and Yuuri stood in the middle of the yard, shivering.
"Here you go your majesty." One of the chamber girls said, offering him a towel. The fabric was soft and warmed.
"Thank you, miss." Yuuri said, smiling at the pretty young girl. The girl blushed and ran off, whispering and giggling to her companions when she stopped. Yuuri couldn't help but smile at that.
"YUUUURRRIIIIII!"
Yuuri froze as he heard his Fiancée's voice all out to him. Usually, when wolfram called him like that, it was because he was being suspected of cheating. Because of that, Yuuri turned around; prepare to defend his faithfulness to the blonde beauty despite him not wanting to be in the relationship to begin with.
When he turned, however, he was shocked to see both Gunter and wolfram running at him at high speeds. For a second, time froze, and Yuuri saw them as what any onlooker would see. Two raving fan girls catching sight of their beloved target. It was frightening to be the target. Time started up again and Yuuri was knocked back into the cold fountain behind him.
As he sputtered, the two embraced him like he had just survived a near death experience.
"Your majesty, I'm so glad you're alright!" Gunter cried, pressing his head to Yuuri's gut. His long hair stuck to Yuuri's uniform like a web. Wolfram wasn't any better. He held Yuuri's head in a head lock he would probably call a hug.
"It's good to see you too, Gunter." Yuuri bite out first. Then he attempted to turn to Wolfram. When that didn't work, he just started to struggle "Wolfram would you let go of my head, please!" He begged. "You're going to kill me!"
"Stop being such a wimp." The blond said, dropping Yuuri so abruptly, he almost hit his head on the ground. "You shouldn't have left your fiancée alone for so long." Wolfram whined, pouting a little.
"I'm sorry, wolfram, for being away so long." Yuuri said, suppressing the urge to defend his non-wimp status. Wolfram really did look sad. Gunter finally let Yuuri go long enough for Conrad to help Yuuri to his feet and out of the fountain.
"Are you alright, Your Majesty?" Conrad asked, handing him another towel. He smiled just like always. Conrad always had his back.
"I'm fine." Yuuri reassured. "By the way, I heard some of the girls here talking about some kind of ceremony or something. What was that about?" He asked. Everyone in view flinched and turned away. Everyone but Gwendal who sighed and answered Yuuri's question.
"Don't worry too much about that, your majesty." He said managing to look pissed off while trying to be reassuring. How he did that was fascinating to Yuuri. "You don't even have to do much. All you must do is, starting tomorrow; greet the first person you see with this phrase…" Gwendal walked up to him, leaned forward and leaned closed to Yuuri's ear. He whispered something in his ear. Whatever it was, Yuuri didn't recognize it. Before he could ask, Gwendal moved back. "Now don't say that out loud until tomorrow." Then turned and head for the exit. Just like that, Gwendal was gone.
What was going on? Yuuri thought, staring at the people avoiding his gaze
End of chapter 1
