Note:I'm reaaaaaaallly sorry that you have to wait for a long time for this chapter…

(Oh please don't kill me…) I'm getting 100 lazy… I've been editing this chapter for more than 10 times since July… Btw this is (almost) the LAST chapter… (there will be an epilogue)

(In the process of beta-reading so please don't comment on any grammatical errors)

Thanks for you who put this story to your story alert and faves.

Reply to reviewers:

Yuuram88: well I hope this chapter as good as the previous. About those certain twists, actually I don't really plan it. It just happened :D Wolfram is really cute in a dress –wink wink-

AyamiLee: -unleashing more fluff attack… I hope…-

AestheticBreezyDoll: Don't worry, THIS IS A YUURAM FIC. There is a reason why the Prince appeared in the ball had to be Shori. Because Yuuri had to save Wolfram :D

But I'm really sorry if this fic is lack of Yuuram-ness in it.

AuroraRose: Yes, yes, I'm updating now… Sorry it took so long.

Naokiru Michiyuki: glad u think this fic is funny…

Tenshi of Freedom: Evil Gwen and Conrad… I hope no one clobbered me to death because of XDD

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CHAPTER II

In the dead of night, Wolfram laid down on the heap of cinder, staring to a certain blue pendant hanging from his hand. The faint glow from an old lantern placed beside him reflects on the pendant, making it crystal clear that Wolfram could see through. Wolfram noticed that there is a form inside that pendant. He brought the pendant closer to the lantern and figured out that there is a shape of two dragons encircled one upon another. He recalled that symbol from the tailor shop logo and carving on the carriage. But Yuuri said he's a wanderer, been traveling for his entire life… Hmm…

Wolfram shook his head. He put aside his curiosity of who Yuuri really is. All he needed to think is how to go to the castle and meet the Prince.

-o0o-

"I can't believe this! A golden ring shouldn't shatter like that!" Conrad yelled while poking his breakfast.

"We still can get the Prince's attention, Conrad. You know that the Prince looked pleased when he danced with you." said Lady Peril.

"But he preferred that princess!"

"That princess is nowhere to be found. The Prince will soon forget all about her." said Gwendal, as usual without any expression on his face.

"I… I think the princess will show up soon…" said Wolfram when he put more bread on the table.

"Who ask for your opinion?!"

"I-I'm sorry." Wolfram lowered his head and holding the tray tightly. Gwendal's glare sure is deadly and freezing like a blizzard. Lucky for Wolfram, someone knock on the door and he was free from that icy-death glare.

Wolfram greeted the guest, who was a messenger from the Palace. "O yes, O yes, O yes, know ye that his grace the king will give another royal ball tomorrow night. Only selected noble families are invited. The Crown Prince will announce his future bride. God save the king!" announced the messenger.

"They throw another ball, hoping that the elusive princess would show up again." said Lay Peril. "Don't worry, Conrad. We'll make sure that the Prince chooses you!" said Gwendal.

-o0o-

The next morning, Lady Peril and her sons so busy preparing for the second ball. Lady Peril had ordered a new suit; she tried her best to make his son the best at the ball.

Wolfram, who had been thinking about how to get to the ball again, snapped out of his thought by Lady Peril's usual high-pitched scream, "You! Quit spacing out over there! Go to town and pick up Conrad's suit. Here's the address! Make it quick!"

"Yes, yes, Lady Peril." Wolfram zoomed out of the house.

-o0o-

The town was so crowded that day. Wolfram having trouble finding the tailor's shop; it took him nearly half an hour until he finally reach the exact address written on the piece of paper that Lady Peril gave him, Aberforth Street. The tailor's shop was totally different than Huber Grisella's shop deep in the Gray Alley. There'll be no doubt that the shop only received orders from rich people. The shop has big golden plaque with 'The Von Kleist Tailor' engraved on it. Wolfram stepped inside and felt like he was in a golden castle.

"Ah, customer!" a tall man with long platinum blond hair walked elegantly towards Wolfram. When he saw Wolfram, who is wearing clothes that are stained with cinder ash, he frowned and said, "I, Gunter von Kleist, the best tailor in the whole kingdom, is not accepting any request from a cinder boy like you." He then walked away.

"Wait… Lady Peril sent me to pick up her son's suit."

The platinum blond tailor spun around fast and his face beamed with happiness. "Oh! The Outstanding Beautiful Lady Peril! Of course! Wait here!"

Few minutes later, Gunter came with a huge golden box. "Oh, yes, yes… This is the best suit for the ball…" He handed over the box to Wolfram. "His son will be the star! I bet the Prince can't take his eyes away…"

"Uh, well, excuse me. I'm going now." Wolfram stepped outside while Gunter still talking non-stop, didn't care whether anyone listening to him or not.

-o0o-

Wolfram was curious. He really wanted to take a peek of the golden box. I wonder what kind of suit did Lady Peril order…

"Wolfram!"

Hmm... but I need to find a way to go to the ball too…

"Wolf..!"

Miracles won't happen twice. I bet tonight Lady Peril will lock me up again…

"Wolf!"

"Huh?" Wolfram spun around and noticed someone called him. It was Yuuri. Somehow Wolfram noticed that Yuuri looked a little bit different today. Yuuri wore clothes that to Wolfram's eyes, only upper class people wearing it. Yuuri also wore a hat that covers most of his black hair.

"I heard the Prince hold a ball again tonight."

"Yes. I think he's determined to find out about the mysterious princess." said Wolfram.

"I heard about the ring too. Didn't you try it?"

"I'm only a servant. Lady Peril won't let me try… Even the King's advisor thinks that it's not necessary for me to try it."

"Hmm… So what about tonight? Will you go to the ball?"

Wolfram sighed. "I don't think I can. Lady Peril would notice…" Wolfram twirled his finger around his pendant's strap; still thinking whether he should asked Yuuri about the pendant.

"But, Wolf… Didn't you say that the Prince is your only chance to run away from Lady Peril?"

"Yes…" Wolfram begun to think why he can talked about things like that to Yuuri. He wondered why he trusted Yuuri that easily. "But I think I won't go to the ball…"

"Alright. But if you changed your mind, just remember that I can help you."

Wolfram nodded and smiled.

"Ah! I forgot!" Wolfram noticed that he still holding the golden box. "I should get back now. Bye, Yuuri!" Wolfram zoomed off.

Little did Wolfram know, that Yuuri seemed disappointed about Wolfram not going to the ball. Yuuri went to Gray Alley and took off his hat and then changed his clothes to his usual royal suit.

"Your Highness, I think you should get back to the castle now. Prince Shori looking for you." said Huber.

"Mr. Grisela… could you do me a favor?"

"Of course, Your Highness."

Yuuri smiled. He just hoped his plan would work…

-o0o-

Lady Peril tapping her feet loudly on the floor. She glared at Wolfram. "Where have you been?! Did you try to run away?! Give me that!" She snatched the golden box from Wolfram's hand. "Ugh, you made the box dirty! If the suit got dirty too I will punish you!"

"I-I am very sorry, Lady Peril…"

"No food for you tonight! Now go!"

Wolfram went to the kitchen, from there, he peeked through and saw Conrad's new suit. It was an elegant white with golden stripes with a white ascot and golden stone embedded in the center.

-o0o-

That night, Wolfram stood under the hazel tree, watching Lady Peril and her sons went to the castle. Lady Peril had increase the number of guards around Bielefeld mansion, making sure that Wolfram will not run away.

-o0o-

Meanwhile in the castle…

"Shori, thank you for hosting the ball last time."

"That's fine, little brother. So will that 'princess' come tonight?"

"No. He said Lady Peril would notice… But don't worry. I have a plan." Yuuri smiled.

-o0o-

"His Majesty, King Shouma Shibuya, and Queen Jennifer."

The guests bowed.

"His Highness, Crown Prince Yuuri Shibuya."

Yuuri made his entrance to the ballroom. Everyone seemed surprised and the room filled with confused noise.

"Mother, what's that supposed to mean?! Who is he?" Conrad asked his mother.

Yuuri raised his hand, and the guest all fell silent.

"First of all I should apologize. The one who appeared at the last ball was my brother, Prince Shori."

Confused noise filled the room one again.

"The reason why I hold a ball again tonight is to announce my future bride."

The crowd gasped. Lady Peril shocked.

-o0o-

"Mr. Grisela? What are you doing here?" Wolfram asked, wondering why Huber Grisela came.

"Yuuri asked me to pick you up. Come on, we don't have much time."

"But the guards… How did you past the guards?"

Huber smiled, "Miracle can happen twice, Mr. Bielefeld."

-o0o-

Wolfram sitting in the carriage, wearing a navy blue formal suit courtesy of Mr.Grisela. He glanced outside the window and noticed that they're heading to the castle.

-o0o-

Yuuri glanced to the ballroom entrance. "My future bride, Wolfram von Bielefeld."

The guests all turned and saw the figure standing in the entrance.

"It's the princess from before!" one of the guests said.

Lady Peril can't believe her eyes. "It can't be!"

Yuuri walked to the entrance, he kneeled and kiss Wolfram's hand. "I've been waiting for you, Wolf."

"Yuuri? You're the Crown Prince?"

Yuuri smiled. Wolfram noticed that all drapes hanging around the ballroom had the same image. Two dragons encircled one upon another. "It's my royal crest." Yuuri led Wolfram to the centre of the ballroom.

"Wait!" Lady Peril screamed. "He can't be that princess! Is there any proof!?"

Yuuri reached for his pocket and took out a ring. "The princess dropped this ring, right?" He slipped the ring to Wolfram's finger and it fits perfectly.

"It can't be! The ring shattered! I saw it with my own eyes!" Conrad protested.

"Oh, that ring? It was a replica. And enchanted one. The ring shattered because you force it to fit."

"YOU LIE!" Lady Peril and Conrad shouted.

Before Conrad could strangle the prince, or whatever he intended to do, the royal guards managed to hold him. The King rose from his seat, "I have heard a lot about your family, Lady Peril. I owe my life to Lord Bielefeld. I never thought that the only son of Lord Bielefeld treated like a servant. From now on, Lady Peril, you and your son shall not live at the Bielefeld mansion. All Bielefeld inheritance are belong to Wolfram von Bielefeld."

And from that day, Wolfram never returns to the Bielefeld mansion ever again. He married the Crown Prince and they live happily ever after…

-o0o-

Note: Review, plz!! Next will be the epilogue… a very very short epilogue…

Me: bumping head to desk, brain fried Hehe.. sorry… I'm running out of ideas so I had to end this chapter…

Wolf: rolled his eyes You're wimpier than Yuuri…

Me: run away to write a new AU fic…