FIVE BROTHER INS THIS ORDER.

THE KING FATHER: OLD EVIL MAN

THE KING BROTHER IS THE FIFITH BROTHER AND THE YOUNGER ONES ARE SCOTT, ARTHUR, ALFRED AND MATTHEW.

"Oh my gosh, Alfred, it's so red!" Matthew fussed at their afternoon tea. "Will you be alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"What was he doing roaming about the halls? I thought King Brother had him to one." Scott said. "Oh and where is Arthur?"

"Laying down. The King Father scared the hell-"

"Alfred!" Both Scott and Matthew yelped.

"Well, he did."

The three sat there drinking their tea. As the moments passed they heard something in the bushes. Looking over they assumed it was just an animal or a rabbit or something. Suddenly a man ran through the bushes a sword aimed for them.

Scott and Matthew screamed making a run for it. Guards whom stood twenty five feet away turned and ran towards the screams. Two Princes came running hand in hand trying to escape from the assassin.

"My lords! Too the palace!" A guard yelled helping them. Once they where running up the steps the guard gasped and turned around headed to the garden. "Prince Alfred!"

"I hope you will forgive me. I'll have to double the guards around Father so he won't make anymore attempts at finding my brothers."

"I would hope so. My beloved Arthur still feels ill." King Francis said.

The King Brother sat on the thrown, and on the other royals seat around a table that was brought in for them to talk about matters at hand and other such things. King Francis was Present, as well as King Charm (Scott's husband.) King Winter who was getting old and was tying to find someone who would marry his son so he could retire. He was pretty much for show and Prince Ivan handled everything.

As they continued to talk the doors busted open. The King Brother jumped up seeing two of his small brothers running through the door both shaking and sobbing. Prince Charm ran to his Queen and held him tight, and Matthew ran to his King Brother sobbing.

"Matthew what happened?" The King said holding his little brother tight.

"Th-ther- there in-the- gar-garden- was- a- ma-man and- he-he…"

Matthew could say anything else but sobbed heartbrokenly into his brother's arms. "To the Garden! Find Prince Alfred!" The King shouted.

"What is going on?" Arthur rounded the hall dressed in his garments and had been on his way to join his brothers.

"Mon Cher, back to your room." King Francis said touching his cheek gently before running towards the door with the others.

None had noticed but Prince Ivan was already out the door at the first signs of danger.

Ivan stood there in shock with ten other guards.. It couldn't be. No, it was impossible. Prince Alfred could not have been…

"You bastard! I finally get to eat breakfast and you come in a ruin it!"

Yes, yes, Prince Alfred was hitting the man on the ground with a silver platter over and over again as he sat on him and then when the man was knocked out Alfred started to cry over the lost of all the sweet tarts that had been there for them to eat.

"I was so hungry too… now I can't eat anything because they'll think I ate all of them!"

Bam! He hit him again before sniffling and pulling his head dress down. Ivan laughed and walked over. Alfred looked up and rubbed his tears away. Blue eyes looked worried at if he had done something wrong. Helping him up he led him away as fast as he could as the others ran there to see.

"Don't tell my King Brother." Alfred said. "I'm not supposed to o that. He's very protective of me and the others. More so, Arthur and Matthew because Scott's fine with his King and well, I think Arthur is fine now, so maybe just Matthew now- But wait he's getting married and that leaves me, but that's alright because I can take care of myself and other stuff, but my King Brother being the oldest of five and the only none bearer means that- Why are you laughing?"

Ivan continued to laugh as he took them inside the castle. "My dear, Prince Alfred, you are the only one I know of whom would mange to beat off a killer and then start to chatter happily, but most of all not to tell your brother for you wish to eat a sweet tart. You are by far the most wonderful person I have ever met."

"Really? Then… will you take me to the Country festival?"

Ivan laughed harder.

It was the last day his brothers would being staying so the King Brother called for farewell dinner. As he stood in front of his thrown he smiled as his four younger brothers came into the room each wearing their finest garments. Scott lead the way a the Eldest of the for, Arthur behind him holding his veil close to him as always, Alfred was next walking as best he could, and Matthew next walking perfectly with a soft smile.

As they got closer the younger three moved to line up with Scott. They bowed at their brother and he bowed back. Alfred had yet to come up and Matthew tugged at his veil and he stood up fast smiling. He bowed a little to them and then they gathered in their own seats.

The King Brother sat in the middle seat as the other took their place on the sides. The bowing people in the room stood. Standing the King Brother spoke.

"Behold my beloved subjects! My four beloved younger brothers! Queen Scott, Queen Arthur, Prince Alfred, Prince Matthew; I Present to you a dinner ball! For tonight two of them leave to their homes with their King Husbands and my beloved Matthew to his fiancée's Kingdom!"

The crowd cheered and Matthew blushed. The others waved and waited.

"Now, everyone! Dance and be merry!"

Soon the hall was filled with music as everyone started their dancing and the it was magnificent. Within seconds the two Kings who had married his two younger brother came to whisk them away. Matthew was soon taken away as well by his soon to be and Alfred watched the dance. For a few minutes. Then it was clear he was getting board.

"Alfred, come here."

Looking at the King Brother Alfred stood and walked to the sitting seat that was right next to the Queen. His brother nodded at the Queen and he left to dance with one of his visiting sisters.

"Sit Alfred."

"Yes, brother."

"Alfred, do you miss Prince Ivan?"

"Yes."

The King sat back. How his younger brother was so bold. Chuckling he grabbed his hand and rubbed it. He was older them by twenty years. His step mother had bore all of them and the twins had killed her off. It was fine. She never took any interest in them. Their father was so brutal to them just for being bearers. The woman had been young and their King Father old.

He knew that his brothers looked more at him like a father rather then a brother. Well, the other three did. Alfred treated him like a normal brother. Matthew and Arthur deepened on him as a father and he knew it. Scott was somewhere in-between.

"Tell me, Alfred. How much to you miss him?"

Taking his hand Alfred placed his large hand over his heart. "Do you feel my heart, brother?"

"Yes."

"Sometime I do not. I miss him so that it aches even though not even a week has passed. Am I ill?"

"No, my beloved brother. You ar in love. Would you be happy to marry him?"

Alfred nodded early. "Yes!"

"Hushed tones, Alfred."

"Oh right... Yes."

"Wonderful, for he has asked for your hand-"

"MATTIE I'M GETTING MARRIED TOO!"

The King groaned as he leaned back in his seat. Why didn't he wait to tell him? Ah, because he wanted to see that smile. Smiling it was interrupted by him seeing Alfred swinging Matthew around.

"Prince Ivan or as you will be soon King Ivan… I wish you luck with your future Queen for you never know what will happen…"

"I'm getting married! I'm getting married!"

"Alfred, please sing to yourself…"

"I'm getting married, I'm getting married,"

"Softer."

"I'm getting married… I'm getting married…"

"More."

"I'm… getting… married… I'M GETTING MARRIED!" Alfred suddenly wailed. "King Brother what do I do!"

Giving up on his little brother being quite he set his quail aside. Ever since the announcement to the whole Kingdom, partly from Alfred telling everyone in the room, his young brother had been singing none stop and had, for some reason stuck to him like glue.

"You will get married and move with him to his Kingdom. Now, will you please- what are you doing?"

The young Prince had sat next to his King brother's chair and was resting his head on his leg. "Thank you, brother. Thank you for finding me someone who I can be happy with. Thank you."

Smiling the King patted his head. "I pray for your happiness, young brother. Now away to prepare for the wedding, and lest I get this work done then longer you be separated form your future king."

Laughing Alfred got up and started to run excitedly down the hall to talk to Matthew about the weddings and maybe they could have a double one like his younger twin had suggested.

Among all the hustle and bustle Prince Alfred and Prince Matthew found time to still meet with the people/ Alfred had always been in touch with them and beloved by them If they needed water or food he would help them get it. When he was younger at the age of ten when his brother became King and they had a protest and the Prince had stood up in the middle of it and told his brother words that still lived on in their minds and heart.

"They are the foundation on which we walk on! Should we not serve them ad they serve us? Behold without legs means a death to the whole Kingdom."

Young but powerful the Prince had help them come with new systems to ease their work loads and new way to keep water flowing.

As they talked with the people horns sounded. They looked up. Guards and soldiers told them they had to return to the castle. They bid their people farewell and got onto their horse. After a grunt from one of the guards Alfred rolled his eyes and sat the same way Matthew was sitting.

As they headed to the castle they hears people talking all around them. Matthew looked wondered what was going on but he had been taught to be quite. However his brother was on high alert. Something wasn't sitting well with him as they continued to the castle. It was made worse with the fact no one was smiling when they entered the castle.

Everyone was looked worried. Mumbling and looking away when he looked at him. "Enough of this! Matthew, I need to find King Brother!"

"Alfred? Alfred, wait!"

To queenofchaos: I hate him too.

To watergoddesskasey: thank you

RasalynnLynx: Oops! I'll fix that asap. :D

To citrine sunflower: Thank you! I will be sure to add more FRUK

To BookWorm24601:The King Father isn't health enough to rule but since he isn't dead he still has a tittle of King but nothing more.

To Usagi323: He did! :D

To love-for-bakas: I haven't written that out yet but it's in the works and Albert is an OC just for people to hate. He's just a jerk.

To Nooo!: I know huh

To Cheshire Stripes : they should beat him since he is evil.

To Fai'swingedchronicles: Just rub more slat in my wound T^T I'm trying and I was trying to make sure everyone knew how many they where so they wouldn't be confused.

To salenastarzz: he is a jerk! I wrote him to be mean and evil!