Well…..not sure how to go on about things, in this one. Didn't know how to put the history of Gwendal's father, because Gwendal was too young and Lady Cecil and Gunter don't talk about it. So, I was like, it had to be a short, summarize story! Because they weren't there, so yeah. Hope this came out okay, do not think it is that good, but I wanted some Yozak and Conrart interaction! Because we didn't have any last chappy! And well, I put in Gunter and Gwendal, because I wanted a little scene with them two, cause they are cute! So, yeah! Hope you enjoy! tata!
Chapter 2
"I don't see…." Yuuri frowned, not sure what was so bad about it. Yozak was the one, at the end, to finally say it.
"Gwendal's father, Von Voltaire, died by their hand."
Yuuri couldn't help the gasp. This was the first time Gwendal's father had been mentioned.
"Wait, what? But how?" Yuuri's head was exploding with questions.
"May be this would be better discussed outside." Murata advised, shooting a glance at the very still Gwendal.
"No, it is better to stay here." Gwendal spoke, turning around. His face was emotionless.
"Gwendal, they are right. You need to rest." Gunter muttered, concern shining in his eyes.
"Gunter, I can't run from this and I shouldn't." Gwendal scowled.
"I'm not telling you to run; I'm telling you to take a break." Gunter sighed, squeezing his arm reassuringly.
"Von Voltaire, Von Kleist is right, some rest will do you good." Yozak winked at him.
"Do not worry; we won't expect you back anytime soon." Yozak smirked.
Gwendal rolled his eyes but couldn't help the blush on his cheeks.
"Fine." Gwendal submitted, feeling the news take his toll on him.
Gunter smiled as he tugged Gwendal out of the office.
"Go easy on him, Gunter, we'll need him capable to walk!" Yozak called out behind them, closing the door before Gwendal decided to came back and lower his pay.
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Conrart looked at Yozak amused. "Can always count on you to lighten the mood."
"I try." Yozak grinned ruefully.
"You always seem to do a good job at it." Murata smiled.
"Aww, your highness thinks so?" Yozak beamed.
"Are we forgetting the fact that my MEN were ambushed by BANDERAS MEN!" Wolfram exclaimed, exasperated.
"I still don't understand. What happened to Gwendal's dad?" Yuuri frowned, taking a seat on one of the chairs.
Murata joined Yuuri and took a seat next to him. Wolfram sighed and rubbed his temple, leaning back on the chair.
"I wasn't born at that time, so I've just heard some things. I just know it wasn't pretty." Wolfram muttered, feeling the anger and rage melt away with Yozak's previous teasing, but now he felt tired.
Yozak moved up and rested his hands on Conrart's chair.
"Gwendal's father was a great soldier. The best they had at that time. No one could compare, and Lady Cecile loved him and he loved her. It was said that people thought them to be a fairy tale couple." Yozak started, eyes saddening.
"The Banderas, they are third or fourth cousins of Lady Cecile, people aren't sure any more. They wanted the thrown and the conspired to over throw. Rumors were heard, and Von Voltaire trained his men. Small battles began and they escalated to big battles and into a vicious war." Yozak spoke softly, remembering the cruelties he was told of that time.
"It couldn't have been that bad?" Yuuri frowned, not able to believe such a thing.
"Heika, villages were born to the ground. Demons, humans, half breeds, no one was spared. Women and kids, along with the old were killed. The Banderas went through any measure to get what they wanted. They are passionate people, full of many talents." Conrart sighed, taken over the story. Wolfram just remained silent, eyes starting soullessly out of the window.
"It was the main battle, the battle that tipped the scales to our favor." Yozak said in a close to whisper voice, moving his arms around Conrart's neck, and resting his head on Conrart's head.
"Yes, because of that battle we won, but our mother and brother came out loosing because of that battle."
"How did it happen?" Murata hesitated to ask.
"There had been too many soldiers, and our men were outnumbered. Von Voltaire never gave up, though. He led his men as far as he could and fought and killed many. Many began to die, and he called out to retreat. He was always the last man to fall back, always making sure his men were out. He was injured and he fell from his horse. He was taken in by the soldiers. Nothing was heard from him, not until a month later." Conrart paused, feeling his voice crack and throat go dry.
Wolfram's hands were clenching the chair's arms so tight, his knuckles were turning white.
"He was kept alive, for a month. They tortured him. they cut him, whipped him, hit him and many more awful things. The Banderas are notorious for their torturing techniques. After a month had passed, a Banderas messenger arrived, with a package for the Maou." Yozak licked his lips and looked around. Yuuri's eyes were wide, full of anguish and horror. Murata's glasses hid his eyes but a sense of sadness radiated from him. Conrart was tensed, no muscle moved under his arms. Wolfram face was pale, but no other emotion showed in his emerald eyes.
"The package contained, Von Voltaire's body, but with no head. His head, it was later found, to be put on a spear and marched with by the army of the Banderas. Little Gwendal was there, when the package was opened, but he had been so small, a baby. Lady Cecil immediately shouted for Gwendal to be taken to his room. Lady Cecile didn't take it well; the whole kingdom did not take it well. Lord Voltaire was loved by all, and because of that love, that Banderas loved. In the following battles the soldiers fought with such an aggression. Lady Cecil, herself commanded and barked out orders. After the war was over, the country mourned for ten years." Yozak closed his eyes and rested his cheek against Conrart's hair. Feeling really tired after retelling the story.
Yuuri's eyes were wide, he couldn't believe it. It was so unreal, because people didn't do those kinds of things. They were immoral and just plain out wrong.
Murata clenched his hands, feeling disgusted with the idea that such men still existed.
Wolfram sat on the chair, so still it was unnerving.
Conrart closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair, placing his hand on Yozak's arms, squeezing them in comfort.
"I believe our Gwendal hasn't recovered from such an event." Yozak muttered, pulling himself back from Conrart's embrace.
"I believe too much excitement for one day. I suggest this should not be told to anyone else, especially not Lady Cecile. At least not until we know more information about what the Banderas are planning." Yozak stood up and walked over to the door.
"I say we all get some rest or to whatever one does to relax." Yozak sighed as he opened the door and walked out. He needed sleep.
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"Mama? Where is daddy?" Gwendal asked poking his head into the room and turning his distressed eyes towards Lady Cecile. Cecile smiled a watery smile, opening her arms wide, inviting her little boy over. Gwendal launched himself at her, taking a deep breath and letting her scent comfort him.
"Sorry, Lady Voltaire, he wanted to see you." A soft, timid voice spoke up. Cecile looked up and smiled at the lilac haired boy in front of her.
"Do not worry, Gunter." Cecile looked back down at Gwendal and smiled. She began to run her hands through his soft, gray hair. Gunter smiled and went over to sit next to Lady Cecile.
"Mama, is daddy coming back?" Gwendal sniffed, big eyes watering. Lady Cecile did not know what to tell her little boy. She could see the pain in his eyes, but she had her own pain. If she could not deal with her pain, how could she expect to deal with his?
"Mama? I'm sorry." Gwendal whimpered, noticing the pain in his mother's eyes.
"I did not mean to hurt you. I won't talk about daddy, if you want." Gwendal muttered, lowering his eyes to look at the floor.
"Oh, honey!" Cecile hugged Gwendal, before pulling back and raising his head to look her in the eyes.
"Nothing is your fault. You can never bring me pain, okay baby? You are my happiness." Cecile kissed his forehead, resting her cheek on his head.
"Lady Cecile?" A soldier broke the tender scene. All three looked at the soldier.
"There is some packet from the Banderas." The soldier rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
"Fine, bring it in." Lady Cecile spoke coldly, causing Gwendal to shiver in fear. Cecile placed Gwendal down. Gwendal rushed over to Gunter, who hugged him.
"You are getting big!" Gunter teased his best friend. Gwendal giggled.
Lady Cecile let a small smile play on her lips, before her face went back to emotionless as the box was brought in. Gwendal rushed over to Cecile's side, wanting to see what was in the box. Gunter stood up and stood next to him.
Time seemed to slow down as Cecile slowly opened the box, to reveal all sorts of bugs on a rotting body. Lady Cecile gasped, eyes wide and her heart almost seizing to stop.
"Daddy?"Gwendal panicked recognizing the clothes. Lady Cecile pushed Gwendal away, causing him to fall unto the floor.
"GET HIM OUT! OUT!OOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTT!" Cecile screeched at the top of her lungs. Gunter broke from his shock and picked up the scared and crying Gwendal from the floor. He than rushed outside; away from the rotting body.
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"Gwendal, want to talk about it?" Gunter asked, eyeing his friend worriedly. Gwendal sat down on the bed, and shook his head.
"No, I don't feel like talking right now. I just want to lay down and forget." Gwendal muttered, lying back on the bed. Gunter sighed and walked over, seating next to Gwendal's laying form.
"Gwen, it was a traumatizing experience I know. It was traumatizing for me, because well, I still get nightmares of that day." Gunter shivered as he thought of that day.
"Gunter, can we not talk about that." Gwendal looked at Gunter pleadingly. To Gunter, it was like if they had gone back in time, and instead of the old and mature Gwendal, he had the young and innocent Gwendal.
"Of course, Gwen. When do you think Yuuri and Wolfram's wedding will taken place?" Gunter smiled, removing Gwendal's hair band causing Gwendal's hair to sprawl all around him.
"I really have no idea, those two are stubborn." Gwendal shrugged closing his eyes, relaxing as Gunter ran his hands though his hair.
"That is true, but than, what about Conrart and Yozak?" Gunter grinned.
"They are close, but Conrart doesn't seem to notice much, does he?" Gwendal muttered, feeling his eyes start to droop.
"Shh, sleep Gwen, sleep." Gunter kissed Gwendal's forehead.
"You staying?" Gwendal asked, sleepily.
"I'll stay." Gunter assented, settling down next to Gwendal.
"Hmm." Gwendal smiled as sleep took over.
Gunter smiled sadly, running a finger down Gwendal's cheek.
"You didn't deserve that. You were so young and innocent, but they took it away." Gunter sighed, remembering how Gwendal began to change and turn cold from that day on. Gwendal had been so happy, and just remembering the way Gwendal's eyes would sparkle as he played with his all-knowing-best-friend Gunter, made him feel worst.
"I'll always be here." Gunter muttered, before sleep took hold of him.
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Yozak sighed as he looked up at the sky. The sun was setting, and the air had begun to become cooler but he was too lazy to get up and go put on something warmer.
"Star light, start bright, first star I see tonight."
"I wish I may, I wish I might." Conrart broke in, as he walked towards him with a blanket.
"Captain!" Yozak grinned and waved at him, too tired to do anything else. Conrart smiled his usual kind smile and sat down next to him.
"Didn't know you knew that." Conrart sated, referring to the lullaby.
"Greta taught it to me when I baby sat her." Yozak smirked, looking back at the stars.
"Hmm, she is a bright little girl." Conrart laid back and threw the blanket over both of them.
"You do know, that now, I will definitely fall asleep here?" Yozak smiled a lazy smile. Conrart chuckled.
"At least you won't get sick." Conrart put in.
"What happens if someone wants to take advantage of me?" Yozak said in mock weakness.
"Who would dare take advantage of you?" Conrart inquired.
"Geika, would. I believe I've seen some of those cute soldiers checking me out." Yozak smirked.
"Yozak, I'll protect you." Conrart laughed.
"Oh well, since a strong, brave, man like you is protecting me, than I have nothing to fear." Yozak chuckled, placing his head on Conrart's chest. Conrart just laughed and wrapped an arm around Yozak's waist.
"How is Gwendal?" Yozak spoke again before silence could set in again.
"When I went to check in on him, he was sleeping…along with Gunter." Conrart couldn't help the smile forming on his face.
"Aww, I thought they were just rumors. Guess I got to give up my plan on conquering Sir Voltaire's heart." Yozak sighed dramatically, sniffing a bit for more effect.
"Sir Voltaire's heart? What happened to the Geika's heart?" Conrart inquired, tone changing a bit, but too small to be noticed.
"Well, whichever fell first! Hot, strong, tall Gwendal or nice, cute, mischievous Geika, what was a guy to do?" Yozak smirked, puling back from Conrart and propping himself up on his elbows. Conrart just laughed and shook his head.
"I guess I'll have to end up with the Geika, since Gwendal is taken. Unless there is a wiling bachelor who is willing to take me, hmm?" Yozak purred, looking at Conrart with half lidded eyes.
"Than I guess you'll be sticking with his highness, the Great Sage." Conrart grinned, as Yozak pouted, a bit of pain flashing in his eyes, before he started laughing along with Conrart. Minutes pass and silence set in.
"Captain, what are we going to do about the Banderas?" Yozak broke the silence once again, deciding that it was time to stop the joking around.
"I am not sure. The Heika has the last called, but I am not sure how mother is going to take it." Conrart sighed, closing his eyes tiredly.
"Gwendal, what are we going to do about him? He may have seen well, but he isn't….." Yozak sighed, remembering the way Gwendal looked, which made Yozak rather queasy.
"Do not worry, Yoz. We need more information, and a bit of rest. Too much excitement for one day." Conrart sighed, begrudgingly standing up.
"Too much excitement? I believe there is no such thing as that!" Yozak smirked winking at Conrart.
"Come on, Yozak, time to go to bed."
"Ohh, I love it when you take charge." Yozak grinned, standing up.
"Night Yozak." Conrart shook his head, but couldn't hide the smile.
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Yozak sighed as he slouched back on the chair, bored out of his mind. Gwendal was staring at the papers in front of him, because he was too tired to do anything else but stare at them. Last night, he didn't have a very good night. Memories had resurfaced.
"Gwendal! News!" A soldier rushed into the room. Yozak turned his head, face impassive.
"Well? What is it?" Yozak snapped. Gwendal just glared at the soldier.
"Fuuma, tell me."
"Sir, Banderas soldiers have invaded the village of Draconis."
To be Continue
Ohhhhhh, what are they going to do? The Banderas have taken the first move OO oh wait, why am I asking? I'm the one the one writing this!
Am I the only one that thinks that a Little Gwendal is soooo cute! I couldn't help adding that scene anyways, yeah…..I told you all this chappy sucked, because it wasn't that good……hmmm, hoping the next one will come easier, now that my project is done! So yeah, COMMENT! And do not forget, I love You al!
