Earls of Chester
Chapter XI:
Yami was on the back of the wagon driven by Tristan. He had just left Shaadi's house with who he had arranged a consultation for Tea after tea-time. His wife had him very worried. He wasn't sure whether he had dreamed or not, but in the morning he had seen his wife sitting on the bed with a rather hectic blow; scared maybe. He remembered no more, apart from a strong sense of tiredness in himself that prevented him from keeping his eyelids apart. He felt as if they weighed a lot, and he was sure that it wasn't due to sleep.
At that moment he was going to the blacksmith to collect the armor that he would look the weekend in the tournament. Then he would spend the rest of the afternoon looking for something that would surely cause a hit during the competition; even more than the fool Bakura had generated. No one imagined what he was planning.
He himself could not believe it. The story he'd heard from Mokuba the night before had surprised him a lot. It had never occurred to him that such an animal could exist. A black horse with green eyes? He had never seen anything like it in his life.
And Mokuba hadn't seen it either. It had been Kaiba who caught these strange details and told his brother. And so Yami did not discard that these rare characteristics of the animal were the product of the imagination of his traumatized brother-in-law, who could not accept that a simple horse had hurt him that way and so endowed his aggressor with so many peculiarities to exaggerate the threat that it had meant.
Even so, he had to erase his doubts by registering the county from end to end.
"Seto" Mokuba called as he entered the kitchen. His brother was standing by the table with his arms crossed and waiting for Serenity to finish making him a coffee. "Haven't you seen Yami?"
Kaiba shook his head even though he knew his brother-in-law had left early.
"He said he would take me to know the list field where preparations for the tournament are being made."
Serenity began to serve the coffee for Seto and two more cups because she planned to take Mr. Moto and Tea as well.
"I'm not really sure, but I think he went out," said his older brother, intending to get him angry with Yami for having supposedly forgotten his promises, "and I got the feeling he was going to be very busy. Don't you know if it's true, Serenity?"
"Mr. Yami went to pick up his armor," she said, putting sugar in the cups. "That's what Tristan to..."
"No!" Kaiba shouted, taking the jar from her hands. "Every day the same thing, Serenity! I have already told you a thousand times that I drink bitter coffee and bitter coffee means without sugar!"
"I'm so sorry, Sir. I'll get you another cup soon," said the light, almost red-haired girl, and she went to the piece of furniture where the kitchen items were.
"But he said we were going early," Mokuba insisted.
"Maybe he forgot." Seto saw that the girl had pulled out a green cup and rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Let's see, Serenity. My cups are white with blue borders and the one you just picked up is Yami. Do you think I'm going to drink something in the same cup as him?"
"No Sir. I'm so sorry," she said, turning to leave the cup in place and take the correct one.
"It might be," Mokuba thought, considering what his brother had said earlier. "Although a knight should never miss his promise..."
Seto smiled at the disappointment on his brother's face.
"If you want I can take you there, Mokuba" he proposed looking down at the table where the other two cups that Serenity intended to carry to Solomon and Tea were. "What does this mean, Serenity? Who were you going to serve coffee in one of my mu ... gs?" He ended with his eyes looking at the floor where his white blue-rimmed mug had just struck.
"I ..." The tears were about to appear in the young woman's eyes.
"You can't, Seto," Mokuba said. "You have to rest ... Apart it wouldn't be the same to visit the list field with you instead of the five-time Jousting Champion" he smiled.
"What?" Seto shouted furious at that comment. "Mokuba, being a stupid jousting champion isn't something extraordinary. The only reason why Yami participates in that tournament is because he has no other way to transcend because he is a good for nothing. And if he has kept that title for five stupid years, it's because his rivals are as useless as him, since people who do have relevant things to do aren't wasting their time in a ridiculous game of children," he finished.
Mokuba was astonished at the words of his brother. He was so surprised and Seto so annoyed that no one noticed that Serenity was crying because much of her salary would be destined to pay for the white blue-rimmed mug she had just broken. The youngest Earl began to nod slowly. He could not believe it. Was Seto...?
"You're jealous of Yami, aren't you?"
Kaiba frowned. Jealous? What reason could he have to be jealous of a useless scourge, champion of a ridiculous game for failures, whom his brother admired and considered his idol, his example to follow?
"Serenity, do you want to finish my coffee for once?" he said, ignoring his brother's pathetic accusations.
Serenity nodded and turned to take another white mug with blue edges. Mokuba periodically hit the floor with his shoe waiting for an answer from Seto, but Seto wasn't willing to give it to him.
"Hurry up!" Seto shouted irritably because Serenity was still crying on her back instead of working. But shouting to a person who is nervous is never a good choice; a second white cup of blue borders could break ... "Enough! Get out of there. I'll make my coffee since you're a good for nothing!" Seto said, walking to the cabinet and grabbing a cup. He returned to the counter where the boiler with coffee was.
"Can you tell why all this scandal is?" Tea asked, entering the kitchen and looking at all the white ceramic fragments on the floor next to Serenity. When she saw his brother there, she frowned. "Seto, what are you doing here? Shaadi said that you had to rest ... To prepare breakfast is Serenity's task."
"She's useless," Kaiba said, taking the handle of the cauldron with his left hand. "She doesn't even serve to prepare a coffee ... Ouch!" as he tried to serve, when he raised the boiler in the air, he felt a strong pain in the arm that forced him to release it.
"You're no good either," laughed her sister, coming over and pouring coffee on her own. "Here" she said giving him his white cup with blue edges. "And hold it with your right hand; it may weigh too much for your weak arm, too."
"Ha ... ha" Kaiba mumbled. He picked up the cup and headed for the exit.
"Seto, wait. Has Rouxx Anne got up already?"
"I don't think so; I suppose she's in the room," he replied as he walked again.
"Well, I'll go and see her, I have to talk to her," she said.
Seto stopped under the door, alarmed.
"Talk about what?" he asked, turning around.
"It's none of your business," she smiled, passing him by with two cups of coffee in her hands. Seto followed her.
"Don't worry, Serenity," Mokuba said. "When Seto gets angry he says a lot of things that he doesn't really mean. Come on, I'll help you clean." he smiled.