Disclaimer: I do not own anything I could be sued for and because some of this is based off of Much Ado about Nothing by Shakespeare, it might have some quotes or something similar. I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING OF SHAKESPEARE'S so please don't sue me! -_-;

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Wandering silently through the palace's walls, Yeoji sighed to herself as the breeze around her blew. Pulling her cloak close to her, Yeoji cast her eyes downward. "It's cold…and even though the Fox is gone…I wonder who he was…"

Before the sky burns itself out,
I want to know:
What kind of place
Is that shining bird returning to?
Don't say anything any more.
I can't hear.
Well, only the whisper of my once-trembling heart,
Growing farther way...

"Maybe you'll find him someday." A voice said behind her. Then followed, a heavy black cloak fell over Yeoji's head. "Here. Take this."

Pulling the cloak off gently in confusion, Yeoji stared up into Mahaado's smiling face. "It'll make you warmer." He said. "What are you doing out here at night?"

Yeoji smiled as she held the black cloth to her. "I was meeting a friend. Meeting and parting."

Mahaado grinned. "Do you think you'll see him again? Maybe with different eyes?"

Yeoji shook her head as she looked out into the night, which was quickly turning into day. "See him again? Maybe. With different eyes? Hardly. He let me go. And I…I let him go as well."

Mahaado smiled as he put his arms around her. "Then you are mine." He whispered into her ear.

However, in the shadows, a figure grinned silently as he watched the two in the darkness.

***

The next day, Spark and Yeoji were walking down the halls together, wondering what to do with Areia. "We can't just leave her alone. Spark, we have to find a way to prove her innocence."

Spark nodded. "Yes I know. But the only problem is that committing a crime such as this if she did commit it is a sin to the gods and I fear for Areia's safety among the public people. Pharaoh is my wise and long friend Yeoji. I know he would not say Areia would do such a thing if he did not see it for himself. And because he is my friend, I am torn by what he and Karim say about my niece who I have known almost all my life. Yeoji, sister, I must ask you to keep your temper in check during these times. Do not anger Pharaoh and his people for my sake. And yours."

Nodding Yeoji looked down. "On the other hand, brother, I have to tell you about something…"

But at that moment, Pharaoh and Karim appeared a frown on both their faces.

"Spark," Pharaoh said. "Do you have the time to talk? We have to discuss the matter of Areia and Karim."

Spark nodded. "Yeoji," he said turning to her. "Please keep safe." Then he left her with Karim as he and Pharaoh walked off to talk.

Karim and Yeoji stared for a few minutes. "So…" Yeoji finally said. "Priest Karim I hope you are well. And now in your pardon, I leave."

As she turned and walked away, Karim suddenly called out to her, "Lady Yeoji, why do you not believe what Pharaoh and I have said? We have seen what has been seen with our own eyes. What keeps you from embracing the truth?"

At this, Yeoji only stopped and turned to face him. "Hope." She said before turning and walking away.

***

"So here is my report. Karim along with Pharaoh are all caught up in their little mess of problems." Barachan said to Boro that night. "Pharaoh and Spark are still debating over the wedding…event…and Areia has disappeared. Said to be dead from shock that Karim would accuse her and dishonor her in such a way as he did. I haven't seen a body however. Nevertheless, Mahaado and Yeoji draw ever closer, although I have something that could stop it."

Boro shook his head slowly in anger. "Anything! Any barrier any cross, anything that can stop Mahaado and Yeoji from going any farther is good! Tell me, have you found the one thing Mahaado cherishes most?"

Barachan nodded. "Yes master, but…"

But Boro dismissed him. "Kill it." He said angrily. "And then bring me the thing or something of the persons. Bring me something back at all costs."

Barachan slowly nodded. "Tomorrow night I will carry out our plans." Leaving his master's chamber, Barachan thought silently to himself. "I can use the cloak to look like Mahaado…then when Yeoji is lured by me and unsuspecting, I shall rid the world of her! Master will be pleased!" Taking a small dagger hidden in his clothes, Barachan smiled.

***

The next day, Mahaado slowly crept into Yeoji's room, the door being unlocked. Careful not to snag his white robe onto anything, he gently tiptoed to the edge of her bed. Then, after staring at her sleeping form for a few minutes, he gently clasped a thin gold chain around her neck in which a small dragon with red eyes made out of gold shone. Seeing his work was done, Mahaado gently walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

***

When Yeoji woke up a few minutes later, she yawned as she slowly stretched. But then she felt something around her neck. Reaching up, she felt the dragon and ran her fingers over it as she smiled and thought of one thing. "Mahaado…"

***

"Sister!" Spark gasped as he saw the glistening dragon around Yeoji's neck as she came in for morning greetings. "Where in Ra's name did you get that?"

Yeoji smiled as she looked down at the dragon. "Oh this?" she smiled. "This came from someone special."

In the back, Boro frowned as he watched Yeoji grin at her brother as he playfully tried to find out who the person was. "Mahaado…" he snarled silently under his breath. "Stealing pig…"

But at that moment, Mahaado came in, grinning from ear to ear as soon as he saw the necklace dangling around Yeoji. "Lady Yeoji, I bid you good morning." He said taking her hand, kneeling, and kissing the back.

Boro struggled to be indifferent.

"Can this be true?" Pharaoh commented as he watched Mahaado and Yeoji. "The two of you? Together? Maybe my eyes deceive me?"

Mahaado stood and smiled. "No Pharaoh, your eyes are fine." He said. "Lady Yeoji and I are for each other even though it did not seem as so the first time we met."

Karim, who was sitting next to Pharaoh, smiled. "May I congratulate you Spark. How is the life of a lover?"

Mahaado shook his head. "Better than I thought." He responded. Then turning to Yeoji, he asked, "Tell me Yeoji, what part of me did you fall for first?"

Yeoji only grinned and said, "All. Although such evil faults I fell for could never combine with me. But let me ask you something. What did you suffer for me?"

Mahaado only made a funny face. "Suffer? Indeed! I suffered because I love against my wisdom although my spirit and heart contradict it."

"Ah! You poor heart!" Yeoji smiled. "Would you like me to take you to the healer?" As they sat down together at the table, Yeoji continued. "Or maybe you should cut it out to stop the risk of being in pain again?"

Mahaado smiled. "You are too dangerous to be taken lightly my lady."

Yeoji smiled as she leaned on Mahaado's arm. "It seems so." She said.

Mahaado closed his eyes. "But that's one of the parts I fell for anyway."

***

That night Barachan grinned as he slipped the cloak over himself. Then standing in front of a mirror nearby, he smiled.

Mahaado smiled back.

"Perfect." He said as he looked over the black robes he wore. "Absolutely perfect. I look just like him. I even sound just like him! The fool! Soon he will be groveling at my masters feet and we shall be victorious!"

"Barachan!"

Haring his name, Barachan quickly turned to see the shocked face of Boro. "Mahaado!" Boro cried. "What are you doing here? Get out!"

"No master!" Barachan cried bowing quickly and putting his head to the floor. "It is me! Your faithful servant Barachan under the cloak's disguise! Please believe me!"

"Barachan?" Boro asked bewildered. "So the cloak works better than I thought. I presume you are going to carry out your task?"

Barachan nodded.

"Good." Boro said. "It won't be long now. And now Yeoji has that necklace…!" Angrily, Boro grabbed the nearest thing, which was a candle and threw it across the room with all his might in which it shattered and fell to pieces to the ground. "I should have given her that necklace!" he snarled angrily. "I should have been the one! Go Barachan now! And make sure Mahaado suffers greatly! When the thing has been destroyed, make sure you call me to the scene for I want to see his pain."

"Yes master."

***

"Spark," the priest at the wedding said to him as they met that night. "I was coming here to warn you, something foul is in your palace. I have come as swiftly as I could."

Spark eyed the priest curiously. "What are you talking about?" he asked. "What devilry do you speak of? Be swift!"

The priest nodded. "First I beg you to call forth Boro and Karim as well as Pharaoh. But most of all, I ask that you call forth Mahaado and Yeoji with all haste to your presence."

Spark nodded. Turning to a nearby guard, Spark issued his orders and the messengers went out at once.

***

A knock on Yeoji's door.

Slowly, Yeoji opened it to see Mahaado, in black robes show at the door. "Lady Yeoji…" he said as he bowed. "I came by to check up on you. How are you feeling?"

Yeoji shook her head. "I don't know. I have a strange feeling that something bad is going to happen tonight, but I cannot be sure of what. Maybe you can help me Mahaado."

Mahaado nodded. "Yes." He said, as his voice became more sinister and evil. "Maybe I can. Let us go out to the courtyard where it is…dark…and we may discuss this fear of yours."

Yeoji nodded. "Alright. But the fear is growing inside me and for some reason, I know not."

Mahaado grinned evilly as he led Yeoji out the door. "But I can think of why lady…" he thought as he led her outside. "I can think of many reasons why…"