Painting.

By popular demand, a sequel/ prequel to Portrait.

Pin

"OW!"

"See!" I told you to stop wiggling; this is difficult enough as it is."

A white-blond boy, rolling his eyes at that exchange, opened the door and strode in on his best friend and fiancée mock-fighting each other with the pointy ends of cloak-pins.

Chuckling, the Dragon Prince leaned against the door frame and remarked, "Na-chan, you're losing."

"Don't call me Na-chan." The Wind Dragon Knight retorted more out of habit than anything else, since he was seated on the floor parrying Raselene's … deadly thrusts.

Raselene grinned, "The best fighter in the kingdom is losing to a girl with a cloak-pin. Hah!"

"I am a master swordsman," huffed Nadil. "not a master cloaks-pin man. And- Ow!"

Nadil stuck his thumb in his mouth. "She pricked me! I'm injured! I-"suddenly brightening "- I can't sit for the portrait! I'm free!"

"Oh, no you don't," said Lykouleon firmly, putting a hand on his best friend's head. "You got out of my birthday ball by falling down the stairs and claiming you strained a muscle. You got out of greeting the delegation from Arinas by going demon hunting and coming back covered in blood. You got out of the inspection by getting yourself lost in the Misty Valley. You are not going to get out of the portrait sitting by saying you got an infection because Raselene pricked you with a cloak-pin."

"But it's a very dirty cloak-pin", whined Nadil, smirking at his (supposedly) superior. (A/n: dirty thoughts, too…)

"But nothing." Lykouleon dragged him up and out by his dress cloak.

"He still needs to wear his cloak-pin.", observed Raselene.

"I'm not wearing that pin, it's hideous."

"Well, if you don't want it, I do." Replied Raselene with decision, pinning it on her self.

The door closes behind them, and the vision spell dissipates.

Cesia looks at the portrait (in which Nadil is still not wearing a cloak-pin, and Raselene is wearing one that clashes with the rest of her outfit), and wonders again how the Wind Dragon knight became the Demon lord, and how Nadil would react if she ever called him 'Na-chan' to his face.