Light movements and a slight shift on the bed indicated that the blonde ex-princess was finally awake.
"Morning, sleepy head." Yuuri was already dressed in his usual black outfit. He was sitting on his side of the bed, watching as his fiancee got up.
"Good morning, wimp," Wolfram replied. Of course, this was out of habit.
"I'm not a wimp. Get dressed, we might miss breakfast."
Wolfram replied with a hum. She then got up for a quick bath. Yuuri watched as she left and let out a sigh. He remembered their little agreement last night and felt extremely thankful for her concern.
After about 15 minutes, Wolfram came back wearing a bath robe, her long hair still a little bit damp. She approached the closet and took out her uniform and leather boots, placing the boots beside the bed and the uniform on top. Of course, she was going to change right then and there. Yuuri turned away with a blush.
Wolfram, despite her own blush, smiled. She removed the bathrobe and it fell to the ground. With that removed, Yuuri could have easily seen her slender body, with her private parts covered by her under garments. Though she always trained, it didn't help her gain muscles. She might have been the only soldier with such a body, curves and all. She put the crisp white undershirt and noticed how pronounced Yuuri's blush was at that point.
"Wimp," she chortled at him as she fastened the last button.
"I'm not a wimp," he shot back and turned his head to face her. The shirt covered her privates because of the length, but it didn't conceal her smooth legs. Yuuri avoided this sight and looked directly at Wolfram's face. It held a soft blush and a small smile. She picked up the royal blue uniform and and continued to get dressed. When she got her pants on, she sat down and proceeded to put the boots on. Yuuri got up and went over to her. He got the gold and red brooch lying on her nightstand, which bore the Bielefeld family crest. When she was finished doing her boots, she got up. Wolfram raised an eyebrow, clearly wondering what Yuuri was doing with the brooch.
He went closer and carefully placed the brooch on top of her white cravat and neck chain.
"I think you should wear this for today," he informed her.
"Thank you," she said it with all sincerity, looking right at his eyes.
They exchanged smiles and Yuuri grabbed her hand and lead them out of the room. Their relationship had slightly improved and both were aware of that. Yuuri had finally admitted that one day, they would get married. He allowed simple gestures such as occasional holding of hands and brief hugs, but he wasn't denying the fact that he was still worried about his feelings, especially about what might happen after they do get married.
He stopped his thoughts. He would deal with them when the time came. Right now, he was starving.
They entered the royal dining room, still hand in hand. Every one was present, every head turned, every facial expression changed. Some looked relieved, some with sneaky smiles. The two late-comers took their seats, releasing each others hands with a final squeeze.
Breakfast was served and they ate silently before Yuuri opened a discussion.
"So, I was wondering if I could take the day off? Actually, both me and Wolfram," he stated. Gwendal raised an eyebrow and Lady Cheri was about to squeal but Yuuri continued. "We would like to personally hand out relief goods for the villagers of Richriry.
Gwendal thought about it. He gave a nod. "Conrad will come with you. Wolfram, bring your men with you. Yours too," he gestured to Conrad.
"Thanks!"
"Thank you, brother."
They continued with their tasks for the day. Yuuri and Wolfram rode in a carriage (much to Wolfram's annoyance) with Conrad and their soldiers guarding them. They reached the village and saw the wreck.
A small child ran to them as they were getting off their ride. He immediately hugged Wolfram, and she scooped him up.
"Lady von Bielefeld, you came back! You came back!" the child exclaimed. His face had the biggest smile Wolfram had ever seen. No one had ever been this happy for Wolfram's arrival, and she hugged him tighter.
"I promised, didn't I?" she replied. The child turned his head and he saw the sight of the young king. He froze.
Wolfram chuckled. She put the boy back on his feet, her hands on his shoulder. "Arthur, meet Yuuri Heika."
Yuuri bended his knees so that they were on eye level. He smiled his best smile at him. "It's nice to meet you."
The child, as if suddenly determine, gave him a bow. "Yuuri Heika, please take care of Lady Wolfram! She's the best girl I've ever met. She helped us when those meanies attacked our village. She used maryoku to make that green light! Please always take care of her! I know you're the king but please, promise me that."
Wolfram was beyond shocked. But Yuuri just smiled and offered his hand. "A manly promise."
The boy smiled his wide smile and took Yuuri's hand in both of his. They heard an applause. Realizing that the other villagers had witnessed this exchange, the young couple blazed red and they had to start giving out so they could distract themselves.
They spent the rest of the day with the villagers. Had lunch with them, helped repair houses, handed out food and other materials. True, it was exhausting, but it was heart warming. They said goodbyes and promised that they would restore the village to its former glory.
They returned to the castle just in time for dinner, and Greta welcomed them with warm hugs. The next days were practically pretty normal. It was as if every thing had gone back to how it was. Or so they thought.
Yuuri was lying on bed, reading a book about dragons. Wolfram finished changing and climbed on bed, her hair still dripping wet. The smell of vanilla mixed with honey was almost intoxicating.
"Reading, huh?" she said. She moved closer, her face close to Yuuri's so she could take a peek at the contents of the book. Yuuri absent-mindedly took a lock of her hair and played with it. This was one of the occasions that Yuuri allowed close-contact between the two of them. She grabbed the oppurtunity and rested her head on his shoulder. Yuuri didn't complain. Instead, he shifted a little so Wolfram could get more comfortable. They interlaced their fingers and Yuuri went back to reading, totally content with the situation.
'Its amazing… being this close to him…' Wolfram thought to herself.
'If only this could last forever,' they thought at the same time.
Wrong they were. For the large doors burst open. Gwendal, Conrad, Murata, and Gunter rushed in. The couple didn't release their hands, but they wanted to complain about not having some privacy. The look on the men's faces stopped the couple from speaking, though.
Gwendal spoked first, "There has been another attack."
A/N: I'm so sorry it took so long! In all honesty, I decided to just dump this story but I changed my mind XD I really need your reviews. Let me know your opinions, suggestions, or point out my mistakes. Also, tell me if I should continue this!
