Hey all! Thanks again for all your support! And sorry for the slow-ish update! I will try my best to get the next one to you as soon as I can! :)
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kkmbigfan1: thank you very much! I hope that my next few chapters will keep you on the edge of that chair;) I hope to hear from you again soon! Idk what else to say, but just know that your review made my day! It is really nice hearing that other people are reading and enjoying your work, as especially with this one, I feel the chapters I like better are yet to be posted, so I hope enough people will keep reading for those ones! :)
Guest (first guest review): Yay! Thank you! I hope to get the next one faster than this one, time just runs away from me though! haha But means a lot that you took the time to review! :)
alguien22792: two reviews! Now you are just spoiling me! haha But really, thank you so much for your support! I actually feel like a kid getting a present when I get a review! And it is awesome to hear that you also feel the same way I do in relation to Wolfram standing up for himself! I agree, Wolfram should care for himself more, so I hope to explore that, and explore Yuuir coming to terms with that, and if/lets face it- when he realises his feelings for Wolfram, how does he convince him that it isn't just out of friendship or pity? I really hate pity the most, so I really want Yurri to find a way to fight for Wolf, without undermining Wolfram as a man. If that makes sense...well lets see! Also glad you can get lost in this story too! I hope in the next few chapters you still feel the same, and I get to hear from you again soon! :D
Guest (second guest review): I completely agree! We can't play house together. And at some point we need to break that illusion, that it is okay to just keep pretending that everything is okay, when it isn't. Thank you so much for your review! :)
Zafira: just awesome. I had to google what your review meant, but it awesome to realise how far this story is reaching! Thank you for your review! I might struggle to find out what you mean, but I hope to hear from you again soon:)
guest (third): haha same here! And to hear "beautiful" in relation to this story meant everything! Thank you so much for your review and support! I hope to hear from you again:)
SweetHeaven: wow so long! But completely awesome! I can feel the passion jumping out of the computer screen reaching me! You made sense so don't worry! And I agree, but I also feel that Yuuri was just young and didn't quite understand. So I hope to explore that in this story! There isn't any of the Wolf/Yurri/Sasha conflict in chapter, but in the next few I will work on one just for you;) Thank you so much! It means a lot! And if you didn't tell me english wasn't your first language I wouldn't have notice! So it still means a lot to me that you enjoy my writing style! I really enjoyed reading your thoughts and feelings towards it! I hope to hear from you again soon:)
TheAdelaide9: hehe I do enjoy tension *evil laugh* - Honestly the Wolfram I like to picture is one full of passion, but is now growing up, trying to find a balance between the passion he can't help, and the man he wants to be- who wouldn't let his feelings over come logic and duty. So instead of always butting heads, he is trying to stay clear of it, but failing a bit:P Idk what my point was there, but I enjoyed your comment very much! Thanks for sharing! And I hope to hear more from you soon:)
Guest (fourth): haha I would have enjoyed that, but I understand- I have also felt the same about many stories here on fan fiction! It actually made me want to upload this asap! But I haven't received the corrections from my beta-reader yet, so I had to be patient. I hope the next chapter doesn't take as long! And I am glad you like a mature Wolfram too! I will have him being more passionate too, but I like to see him trying to be more than a brat! Thank you for your review and hope to hear from you again! :D
Sawyer Fan: I am glad you liked that comment! I thought it was amusing, but at the same time I worried it might be a bit much? Or lame? haha But I thought, why not put it in anyways! Exactly! I agree! Yuuri can suffer a bit for what he has put our deer Wolfram! haha Thank you so much for your review! I look forward to hearing from you again hopefully!
Thanks again to felicity93!
Chapter 4:
The following night:
Yuuri's POV
"One-two-three-one-two-three-one-two-three"
"Hehe Dad you are so silly!" Giggles my sweet little girl.
"You're just too good of a dancer for me, I have to keep count to keep up" I say, as I swing her around. Her gold dress puffs up like a balloon as her smile radiates through the room. She picked it out herself; it reaches just below her knees with pink and white lining. She is a little angel and times like these remind me just how precious she is. I decided a long time ago that I would do anything to keep her happy, unfortunately to do that it requires me brushing up on my non-existent dancing skills.
Tonight is a special night indeed, tonight we cerebrate my little girl's birthday! We have decked out the ballroom for this occasion. All seven great renaissance glass doors are open to allow movement to, and from the ballroom to the balcony. It is a beautiful warm night, perfect for such an occasion! White, pink and red roses have been woven around doors, tables and chairs. Some roses made-up into long rose-chains are hanging delicately from the roof; how someone got them up there is a mystery to me, but whoever did I must remember to thank them personally for putting in all this effort for Greta. At the far end of the ballroom lie long tables over-filled with colourful cakes and finger food. We went for a buffet-style, help yourself theme, with smaller circle tables around the dancefloor so people can choose to take a seat or dance on the dancefloor in the middle of the ballroom.
The atmosphere feels like a fairy-tale, I couldn't imagine anything more for my princess. Candle light fills the air as music reaches my ears. It was a great idea to have a live band play!
As I continue to count under my breath and let the music take us away, I can't help but think that if it wasn't for that stupid blonde being difficult this night could be perfect. Why does he have to be so infuriating? Since our fight yesterday we have barely said a word to each other. Or more accurately, he has barely spoken a word to me. He just hangs around nodding his head, agreeing with everything like a good little solider, seriously what's with that? If that stupid fight didn't annoy me so much I would have surely forgotten he was even back at the castle! Argh, I just don't get him at all. This is meant to be a happy occasion, I was hoping we could all hang out like we used to, before things got so… weird. Why does this world have to be so strange? I mean, I have gotten used to it for the most part, but, there are things I am still learning, and a part of me wonders if we didn't have that misunderstanding with the marriage proposal at the start of this adventure, then, would things be so weird between us now? Would we be able to hang out without any awkwardness? Would he have liked me at all?
Almost knocking over the little girl in front of me I squeak, "Woops! Greta?"
Looking down I follow her gaze to the man behind me, ugh, it would be him wouldn't it.
"Wolfram!" She calls. Her little hands slip through mine as she skips her way to him. Following from a distance I stop a few meters away from him. We exchange an awkward smile before his gaze returns to Greta.
"Happy Birthday Greta, I left your present over on the table, but I thought you might like this for your hair, I made sure it matched your dress."
"I love it! Thanks Wolfram!" He kneels down before her and places a pink rose covered in gold glitter in her hair.
"There. You are beautiful as always Princess." As he stands up she takes hold of his hand and drags him closer to me that now there is only a meter between us.
With her other hand she grabs my right hand with her left and speaks, "What do you think Yuuri?"
"Wolfram's right, you look beautiful Greta" She smiles; I bet her smile could melt even the coldest of hearts.
"I'm sorry for interrupting your dance; I didn't plan on it…" My eyes travel to the blonde who just spoke. He wears that same poker face, I wonder if he is conscious of it now, or is it just something that comes natural to him? His eyes dart from Greta to me, and I can't help but think he seems a little awkward. I mean, he looks like this all the time these days, but still, it is a pain, can't this thing…whatever it is, just be over? Why do I feel awkward? Like, always, so painfully uncomfortable…
"Don't worry, it is fine" I say trying my best to wear a bright smile. Maybe if I just ignore this awkward-tension in the air it will disappear like invisible ink? Now I think about it invisible ink never works that well… well something invisible and disappearing! It is Great's birthday after all, it is time to be happy! And plus, no one can stay mad at a party like this! Right?!
I feel Greta's grip on my hand tighten as she shouts, "Perfect timing! ANISSINA!"
"What?!" Wolfram and I say in unison, distress ringing in our voices. We exchange worried looks before turning our heads and finding the pink-haired demon moving through the crowd followed by her assistant Sasha holding what appears to be a wooden stand, and Gwendal holding a round silver oval about the size of an Australian football.
Stopping a few meters before us, Anissina spoke, "As promised Princess, one family portrait on your special day! Here is the first prototype of 'The Capturing real-life events-paintings', now everyone hold still! Gwendal, Sasha! Set up right here!"
"Yay! Anissina is the best!" Greta replied as the three before us set up the device; Gwendal sending an apologetic smile, well as much as a smile you can expect from the man. The silver oval stood upright on the wooden post, looking more closely I can see a round lens on top of it.
"Greta, what is this?!" Said Wolfram, his whole face has lost its colour; I have to admit it is kind of nice seeing something other than apathy or anger on the man's face. I mean besides smiling for Greta, he doesn't seem to show much emotion other than anger lately.
"Anissina, is that a camera?" I say.
"Yes! I asked Lady Anissina to make one for my birthday! That way I could bring a framed copy to Grandma Miko when we go to Earth for her birthday, as I know she was upset for missing this." Greta answers instead. Mum, Dad and Shori wanted to come, but because I have to travel for meetings after this, and they had Mum's 50th birthday party planning to attend to, as well as Shori had business he couldn't get out of, it would have been too much hassle, so instead we plan on having a small family dinner when we return to Earth next.
"That is a great idea Greta, she will love that! She is always on my back about getting photos."
As we wait for Lady Anissina to set up, a crowd has begun to gather around to see the invention. Everyone is buzzing; it is nice to see how something that had become a part of modern life back in Earth could cause such excitement here at the kingdom, I wonder how they would take to seeing a film. Conrad, Gunter, Murata, Yosak, and others had also appeared; I watched as they exchanged glances, it seems they have been doing that a lot lately; they could really learn to be a little more subtle.
"Wait! We need a nice background!" Greta said.
"Mm, how about in-between the doors to the balcony?" I say, as it seems to be the best spot, overlooking the kingdom while still having enough light from the ballroom.
"Perfect!" Greta said with her voice full of delight. The next thing we knew she dragged both of us to the stand in the middle of the doorway to the balcony.
"Oh, I'm too short compared to you two…"
"haha you are fine just the way you are, plus you will grow!" I say.
"No! For the photo…" She replies with a frustrated sigh; as if it was obvious what she meant.
"We could kneel next to you? Or get a chair?" Suggested Wolfram.
"No, that won't look good… I know! Yuuri you remember how you and Uncle Shori linked arms so I could sit on them, and you both picked me up? Let's do that!" She said, staring up at me with those big adorable amber eyes.
"I remember, that sounds like a great idea" I say; great idea besides having to touch the angry blonde-demon that is; for some reason I doubt he would appreciate it.
"Wait, what do we have to do?" Wolfram looked down at the girl. She let go of both our hands in order to press them together under her chin, looking up at him with big puppy-dog eyes she said,
"Pleasseee"
I watch as a bead of sweat rolls from Wolfram's brow down his neck disappearing into his collar. It was clear he was uncomfortable with the situation to start with, but he is not one to chicken out. I wish things didn't have to be like this… to be so strange between us. We used to bathe and sleep together, why is it now that a simple photo between us feels as if it is between strangers? Of course, not that I need to clarify with myself, but bath as in public baths, and sleep together as in sharing a bed but nothing else…. Yeah, either way I say that it doesn't make it sound any less weird, does it?
My heart feels sour, but I plant a smile, ignoring yet again things I don't fully understand.
Turning to face the demon next to me I place both my hands out to him. We criss-cross them, then bending down Greta sits upon them while placing one hand on each of our shoulders. Our eyes briefly met and I feel a smile creak as if in greeting.
It was strange being this close, I know that it is probably disgusting to that man beside me, but for me, I will admit, it is a guilty comfort to be able to hold onto him as if we were friends once again. My grip tightens, not because there is any need for it, but out of instinct, as if gripping onto his arm for this photo could stop him running away afterwards. If only.
After a couple of takes, a few of just the three of us, then a few with the extended family, Conrad, Gwendal, Cacilie, Waltrana, Gunter, Murata, Anissina, with Sasha being kind enough to take that photo. We put Greta down, and withdraw from each other once again as if we were just actors playing a part, no longer needed on set. A part of me wonders if perhaps things were always like this, that this is the true Wolfram I was seeing, that everything that happened while we were 'engaged' was really just an act, but then again that doesn't feel quite right either.
The audience we had gathered started to break apart once the photo shoot had ended. Glancing around I see so many happy faces, many of them indulging in the wine and food provided while others part-take in small chit-chat, or taking to the dance floor.
My eyes stop as they spot Wolfram walking towards a small crowd of people who appear to be calling out to him. The group consists of two men and a woman, all appearing to be around the same age of Wolfram; does he know them? Well he must if he is walking towards them. He stops next to a man with shoulder-length purple hair punching him in the arm as he seems to be laughing at Wolfram. Was he teasing him about the photo shoot?
The purple-haired man wore green and gold attire befit for a noble man, with a matching small yellow-gold top hat with a green feather and rose decorated upon it. Next to him stood the woman with longer straight-purple hair with the same brown eyes as him; perhaps they are related? Her yellow-gold dress reaches her knees showing off dark green stockings and heels. To the right of her stood a solider in the same colours as Wolfram, he had short brown hair and green eyes, actually I know him, isn't he one of Wolfram's personal guards?
A familiar voice breaks me from my thoughts,
"Isn't that Lucas Kurami?"
Briefly looking to my right I find Conrad, then closely followed by Gwendal.
"I knew I recognised him the other day. I don't like this." Gwendal spoke looking towards the group chatting away. His favourite scowl becoming just a bit scarier than usual.
"Then I guess that would be Samuel and Abigail Von Ward then. They do look older, that is for sure. I thought he looked familiar too, but I couldn't place him until now. I agree; I smell trouble." Conrad spoke, also watching the scene before him closely.
"Who are they? How do they know Wolfram? And why is that trouble?" I say, also drawing my attention back towards the group across the ballroom.
"Samuel and Abigail have known him since early childhood; he met Lucas when he was your equivalent age of 12? They haven't exactly been the greatest influence in his life, but I didn't think they still socialised after we moved to the castle."
"Oh, I see…" I say. How is it that I haven't heard of them before? Of course, Wolfram has been around a lot longer than I have… time moves differently compared to Earth, he might look my age, might be the same maturity level, yet he has many more years' experience on this roller coaster of a life than I. He has had a whole life before even meeting me; of course there are people in his life that I don't know about. Still. You would think I would have heard about childhood friends? What happened that would be considered a 'bad influence'? True, Wolfram was a bit of a brat when I arrived here, but still, I can't picture him doing anything troublesome? I mean, he is like the poster-boy for nobility, isn't he?
"I wouldn't worry through Yuuri. Wolfram has maturated a lot since then; I doubt he would get caught up in anything like that again." Conrad added. Like what though?
"I'm not worried…" I'm not really…I'm just curious.
You know how sometimes you get lost in thought and the next thing you know you have been completely caught out by the person you are staring at? That panic inside that makes you wish that you had the power to dig a giant hole and take up permanent residence inside of it? Yeah that, awful embarrassing moment, well I know that feeling all too well as I make unwanted eye contact with the green-eyed demon greasing me off right now. He has his arms folded as his face hardens. I should look away, but I don't, instead I smile awkwardly as if in greeting; why do I keep doing that? I swear awkwardness must be some horrible slow-acting disease that I caught a long time ago.
The purple-haired demon named Samuel, leans into Wolfram's ear and I watch as his eyes drop and his face turns a shade of pink, then he elbows Samuel in the stomach. Shaking my head I can't help but laugh at that. Feeling that I should start socialising, I look away. Turning around I am greeted by Gunter, Conrad and Gwendal deep in conversation. A few moments go by and my mind wanders from the conversation.
Staring up at the chandelier hanging in the middle of the ballroom, I admire the attention to detail the craftsman put into it. There is easily eighteen candles, perhaps more, each embedded onto a white metal frame that has been shaped into beautiful swirls and patterns. I wonder how many people it took to get it up there, how long did it take to make? I wonder if I could hang from it like in the movies… would it support my weight? It reminds me of a dream I had the other night where I was swinging off one in order to escape from Gunter, Gwendal and an army of paper work; it was like the playing cards in Alice in Wonderland or something, but worse, because it also included homework from university I still had to complete. Honestly life isn't fair, most people my age didn't have to worry about homework and running a kingdom.
A tap on my shoulder startles me from my thoughts, causing me to jump a little, while lifting my arms in self-defence.
"Yuuri!"
"Wolfram! Don't sneak up on people!" To the left of me stands Wolfram carrying the same neutral expression he likes to wear, still with his arms across his chest.
"I didn't, you wimp, stop spacing out."
"Hey, I'm not a wimp!" Argh okay, maybe I was spacing out…but still, why do I always get picked on?
"Okay you two, that's enough. Wolfram, are you after something?" Conard spoke from the other side of me, carrying a warm smile.
"Yeah, Yuuri, some friends of mine were wondering if they could meet you, if you weren't too busy?"
Looking behind him, across the room I notice the three people he was talking to earlier, Samuel, Abigail and Lucas. Samuel and Abigail were sending waves my way while Lucas seemed to keep a straight face crossing his arms across the front of him much like Wolfram was doing. I wave back to them sending a smile.
"So, I get to meet your mysterious childhood friends, do I?"
"They aren't mysterious, I'm sure I have mentioned them before."
"You haven't." I would have remembered.
"Whatever, come on."
"Want us to accompany you, Your Majesty?" Gunter spoke, his voice carrying a hint of distress.
"No, it should be fine, thanks anyways." I fall into line next to the blonde as we make our way across to greet them.
A yawn escapes me, reminding me how little sleep I have been getting these past few days.
"Still dreaming of paper work?" Wolfram spoke, keeping his eyes ahead of us.
"How could you tell?"
"Yuuri, you are so predictable. You sometimes used to wake up more tired than when you went to bed, on those days you would say you were cursed by evil documents trying to work you to the bone. That someone had chained mini chains to your fingers and nailed your feet to the floor so you couldn't escape. It was really quite pathetic."
He remembers that?
"Hey, it is a serious concern, I don't know where all of it comes from; there is just a never ending supply of paper work. It is a conspiracy I tell you!"
A small smile cracks through the man's lips beside me, I can feel my own mincing as I hear a small laugh occupancy it. I don't remember the last time I heard him laugh.
His expressionless expression returns as we reach the group.
"Your Majesty, may I introduce Lord Samuel and his younger sister Lady Abigail Von Ward from a neighbouring estate next to the Von Bielefelt family estate, and Lucas Kurami currently my third in command in my personal guard."
As all three bow their heads in greeting, I speak, "It is a pleasure to meet you all. Thank you for joining us on the princess' special day."
Samuel's brown eyes beam at me as he cheerfully speaks,
"The pleasure is all mine Your Majesty, I just regret we could not meet sooner, but alas our little Wolfram here wanted to keep you all to himself. Ouch!-What was that?"
Holding back a laugh I watched as Samuel rubbed the back of his head where his sister just slapped him.
"Excuse my brother Your Majesty. He can't help himself when it comes to teasing Wolfram here. You see, we all grew up together, Wolfram and I being the youngest, and you know how it goes, the older kids picking on the younger ones." Abigail's smile was just as bright as her brother's, yet warmer and a little less mischievous.
"Gee, I wonder why he didn't want to introduce you, Sam." Spoke Lucas in a dry tone.
"Hey, I'm fun, he probably didn't want you embarrassing him with your horrible stories, and ugly face." Samuel bickered back.
"No, no it is all fine, really! It has been pretty busy the last few years settling in, so I still have many people to get acquainted with. I'm glad we get to meet now."
I look next to me, hoping that perhaps Wolfram cared to add comment, but instead he seemed content with keeping to himself.
"Oh, that's right; you have done a remarkable job settling matters without war! I must admit I didn't think it could be done. I mean, we were practically ready to go to war until you came along, a marvellous job indeed!" Samuel piped up again.
Clapping her hands together and adding cheerfully Abigail spoke,
"Yes Your Majesty, we were very impressed! I'm ashamed to say that we did have some doubt reaching peace with the humans, even more surprised when we heard Wolfram here supporting that ideal, however I am happily surprised indeed."
Ah that's right, Wolfram used to be pretty against humans, and now he claims one as his own daughter. Maybe not legally as we never got married… But family is more than paper work and blood.
Samuel's mischievous grin seems to brighten as his eyes close to slits towards Wolfram as if waiting to pounce on his prey.
"Oh yes, our dear little Wolfie here has really surprised us these last couple of years. I mean, I didn't even know he had an interest in other men until I heard the news of your engagement! I'm sorry to hear that by the way… it is such a tragedy; we were really looking forward to the wedding, right sister? - Ouch! Stop doing that!" This time it was Lucas who slapped him across the back of the head.
"Stop running your stupid mouth then. I'm sorry Your Majesty for the rude comment, like Abigail said, he just can't help himself." Lucas added with a polite smile.
My eyes draw to the blonde next to me as I can practically feel the anger rolling off him. He gives the purple-haired demon a death-stare, and I can't help but laugh at that. It was nice seeing someone else receive that glare for a change.
Wolfram's eyes widen and his cheeks turn a darker pink as Abigail and Samuel join in laughing at him. I watch as his shoulders drop, and although he might not show it I can tell that the anger has slid away, and that a small smile is hidden beneath that pout of his.
We exchange small talk for a while longer. Abigail and Samuel were certainly full of life, not the type of people I expected to be some of Wolf's closest childhood friends, but at the same time they seem to get along with him well. He seemed relaxed around these people, they teased and poked fun at him, yet seemed to show genuine care for him when they shared precious memories of their childhood. A small part of me felt a little jealous that they got to see this side of him more, I felt that perhaps I was missing out on something special, something that was only shown to ones that were patient enough to wait to be shown. Would I ever be worthy of his trust enough to be shown? Or would I forever stay the traveller from the other world, who could never understand?
Lucas was quieter, he was harder to get a read on; he seemed more like Wolfram in the way that he keeps his cards close to his chest. He didn't seem to be willing to share as much as Abigail and Samuel, but he did share some sly remarks here and there. From the stories shared he seemed to be more of the ringleader that got them into all sorts of trouble, yet trouble they all didn't mind getting into. It is a strange feeling to be an observer watching their interactions with each other.
"Your Majesty, you should have seen his face, I thought he was going to give birth! Needless to say I am glad he didn't know how to use his fire magic just yet!"
"By the looks of it he might burn you alive for sharing that story" laughed Lucas. Wolfram held his usual cold expression while crossing his arms, but it didn't do much to intimidate these people; in fact it seemed to just egg them on more.
Giggling Abigail added, "aww Wolfie, you know we only share it out of love, please don't burn us alive."
Taking a breath in Wolfram replied, "You're all traitors, if it weren't my daughter over there I would have burned you all the moment I saw you!"
"Naww, come on, you didn't really think we could not tell that story, did you?" Lucas said putting his arm across Wolfram's shoulder. To my surprise he didn't push him away, he just looked ahead trying to keep his composure. Laughter once again found itself escaping my lips.
"Come on Wolfie, give us a smile" teased Samuel.
"Yeah Wolfie, you have the cutest smile, come on just a little one" Abigail flirtatiously added giving him a wink.
I could not suppress my laugh as his face deepened to a darker shade of red. That's it, it is decided, I am definitely inviting these people around more often just to see that man's face turn red!
Without thinking I added warmly, "They're right Wolf, you don't smile enough, you have a nice smile."
"See Wolfie, even His Majesty thinks your smile is cute!" Abigail said. Oh god, she is just as bad as her brother! And I didn't say that…. I mean, everyone looks better with a smile of their face!
Samuel burst out into laughter at his sister's comment.
"I think I need another drink." Wolfram said avoiding eye-contact.
"You know what, I could probably go for one too." I say, wanting to move the conversation away from anything that might close him off once again. From tonight's conversation one thing was pretty clear, that is, he is still pretty uncomfortable when I am mentioned. I guess things are pretty awkward between us still, but perhaps after tonight we could move past that a bit? Maybe? Let's hope so…
"Your Majesty!" Argh that is Gunter coming my way; I guess I can't get out of my royal duties any longer.
"Actually, that is my queue to work the room, although between us I would love to stay and hear more stories. It has been a pleasure to meet you all, I hope that we will have another chance in the future to get to know each other better."
"Of course Your Majesty! When it comes to embarrassing stories about Wolfie here, then I am your man!" Samuel spoke enthusiastically.
"What?! Why does it always have to be about me? There are plenty other ones much more interesting!" Wolfram said, clearly trying not to raise his voice but untimely failing.
"And that's your problem Wolf, if you didn't act so defensive all the time then we wouldn't bother." Lucas said matter-of-fact-ly.
"But I haven't said anything! I tried really hard too this time! It's not fair!"
"Exactly! It was hilarious watching you trying to be a good little boy! Face it Wolfie, you can't not care, and just knowing that it is bugging you is enough for us!" Giggled Abigail.
"I don't get it." He said, causing us all to have another laugh.
I left them soon after that, after all I am the Moau and had to work the room. I still feel uneasy, as if there is something important that I have forgotten about. This feeling really sucks, yet, I must admit, that getting to hang with Wolfram and his friends for a little bit, did ease that feeling just a little. This night didn't achieve as much as I wanted it to, although I am not quite sure what I wanted to achieve… I guess, I wanted things to go back to how they were before things got strange between Wolfram and I. Then again, it has always been a little strange between us…. But grr it was never this bad! We did manage to spend over an hour together without chewing each other's ear off so, that is a good sign, right? He let me meet his childhood friends so I would say that is a good sign… yes, I am going to take that as a good sign.
Perhaps things will just get better from here, soon we will be traveling to Big Cimaron together, and hopefully by the time we come back things will returned back to normal! Perhaps he will be willing to move back into the castle… not that I miss him that much…but for Greta's sake at least, yes, for Greta! It isn't fair on her that he lives so far away, so it is his duty as her Father to move back! I'm sure that with a little convincing he will see things my way; actually I am certain of it! Okay maybe not certain… but I can try at least.
So I am changing from third-person to first-person (POVs), does that bother anyone? I am going to keep doing it... so yeah... but I was wondering if that annoys you or do you like it, or doesn't bother you?:)
I just like the practice, and also depending what I want to get across to the audience, I feel certain styles work better than others... but, you let me know what you think:)
I am trying to improve, so any thoughts are welcome!
Please review! And thank you for reading:D
Also what do you think of my chapter names? Besides the second chapter... which was lame... but, I try to put a bit of thought into them. There is not right or wrong answer, but what do you think they mean/relate to? I mean, I try to make them obvious, although this one might be a bit more confusing? haha probably not... I will stop talking now... haha
Also as you can guess I have made up a few characters here, they aren't a bit focus, but they are good stir the plot for the next few chapters! Also to wake-up Yuuri a bit, for him to realise that he isn't the center of the world, not even Wolfram's! *evil laugh*