Note: Me making Servant of Evil MFB ver~ Tsubasa: Allen, Yu: Rillianne, Ryuga: Germaine, Kyoya: Michaela, Hyoma: Kyle. Read and review~~~
There was once in a far away place, a kingdom ruled under a queen of just age 14. However her evil knows no bounds. In the small country, she was the most feared of all. By the name of Rillianne, she ruled the country with fear she had sowed in every heart and mind of the citizens. Beside her, a servant beside her, whose face was a splitting image of the ruler, by the name of Allen, serves her all too readily. With that, came a story of crime and august between the two.
"Ah~ Allen!" The princess called from high on her throne. "Yes, your Highness?" " Bring the all the citizens in. I will like to have a look at the missing things we can get from them. After all," she shifted her fan from one hand to another, "I have nothing else to do." "Surely, your Highness."
With a bow, Allen exited the palace. Rillianne looked around the place lazily. Oh yes, she has to prepare, right? To tell those lowly people who is the one at the top here. Who's the great one all above the heavens, ruling all as it is. Outside, she could hear Allen herding the citizens in. With that, she put herself into her usual pose with her fan covering half of her face, the fluffy tip brushing her nose.
"Oh~! Now," The princess wiped away her fan from her face and closed it with a loud "snap". "Bow before me."
Reluctant as they were, they hide it well as they bow down to her. "Your highness." The sound echoed down the hall, into the almost empty street.
"Well then. Allen, what are we short of this time?" "Money and…" Allen squinted at the records. " Well?" "And… sweet treats and pastry." "Oh… Then, my dear people," Rillianne said with a fake sweet smile. "Fork out a bit will you?" A "no" will be the definition of something terrible. So as one, as though the verse was been passed down though the many generations, the citizens bowed and said, "All so willingly, your Highness. That, we shall fulfill."
" Good." She said and sat back and watched the people. The citizens dare not rise from their bow. Seconds tick by… Followed by minutes… The princess looked on with amusement as sweat trickled from the citizens' brows from the effort. 30 minutes passed… 35 minutes… 40 minutes… 45 minutes… 50 minutes… When it was almost and hour, she lost her interest (a god's blessing for the citizens) and said, "You are to give the items to the guards at the entrance by dusk. Dismissed." The people rose and bow once more before retreating. Soon, the street filled with liveliness again. But not quite so same.
"These people are really something. But I'm still bored…" Rillianne said stretching. "Your Highness, would you like to go out to sea? It would be a nice day to do so." Allen suggested, seeing her boredom. Her eyes lit up in a flash and a bright smile brightened up her face. "Sure! Why not? It will be fun!" Allen smiled back. To him, Rillianne's smile is forever and always his biggest delight.
.: Fast forward to the beach:.
Both stood, looking silently at the lapping waves. The salty breeze twirled gently around them and the calm peaceful scenery only brought Rillianne's boredom to a new height.
"Well?" she demanded, staring at Allen with a now-what-should-I-do look. Allen thankfully had already prepared for this.
"You know, princess, there is an old saying about the sea." Allen started and searched her face. An interested look had replaced the previous stare. "Go on?" she inquired.
"You know—"
"I don't know."
"…"
"Go on?"
"There was a saying in this harbor. If you write your wish on a piece of paper and put it in a small bottle and it floats away in the ocean, then someday, it will come true." Allen concluded. "So, my queen, would you like to try it?" "Humph! This is a peasant's game. I have no need to try it!" Rillianne replied, her nose high in the air. Silence.
Then, Rillianne said with a cheeky little smile, "Well… I mean… After all, Allen had already made all my wishes come true." She paused with a smile. "Right? You are the only wish-granter I need, not an old bottle with a scrap of paper." She smiled again, this time, cheekily. Allen, on the other hand, stood there staring at the princess. Her smile had charmed him and her sentence… Then, he remembered he would need to reply fast.
"Right, my princess." He said, a smile on his face. "But it won't hurt to try huh? Lets do it! It would be fun to go back to the days when we play together!" Allen quickly fished out two pieces of paper he had brought and two feathered pens. Sitting on the nearby rock (for Rillianne, a small little table), they penned down their wishes. After that, the paper was put into the bottle, sealed up tightly and they watched as they floated out of sight. Allen smiled. Their wishes no doubt, will come true.
"Princess, it is late, lets go back to the castle." Allen said as he looked at his pocket watch. With a nod of agreement from Rillianne, they headed back home.
.: A few weeks later when Allen was walking down the beach:.
The waves beat on the rocks and the wind was like the crystal chimes. Allen walked down the beach, sand crunching under his shoes and the waves trying playfully to wet his feet the moment he moved near. Just like the cat and mouse games played with Rillianne when they were young. The memory tugged a smile on Allen's face.
Then, his shoe kicked something made of glass.
Bending down, he picked it up. It is a glass bottle. A piece of paper is sealed inside. "Hm…" Curious, he opened it and read the message.
"I wish to be by Allen's side and be happy forever. Rillianne" It was the time when they had made a wish together! Entrusted to the sea's care for the time, it finally came back again. Must be the effect of the strong waves that lap continuously, the tide being strong enough to throw it back to where it had gone.
But the thing was not about that. It was that of the wish. Waiting silently, in the servant's hands. "You shall be, my princess. Your wish will be granted." Allen spoke, clutching it tightly as to him, the most precious treasure in the world.