"You see that Adelinda, Yuuri Heika and Wolfram belongs with each other."
"I know, but my heart is telling me otherwise Cheri."
"Poor child. The feelings of the heart are hard to explain. Even when you know something is never meant to be you still can't help but go after it. But sometimes letting go is your only option. That pretty face of yours shouldn't be marred by pain. I don't want to see you hurting yourself anymore. I haven't seen you truly smile since you came here. Love is supposed to bring joy and happiness to the people involved, but don't you see child, the love you have for Yuuri Heika has caused all three of you pain. My son has sole possession of Yuuri Heika's heart; there is no room for another. I have loved and lost, trust me child, losing a person you love will not be the end of you. Adelinda why do you think you are in love with Yuuri Heika?"
"I…I…don't know."
"Shouldn't you hate Yuuri Heika for what he did to you?"
"It wasn't Yuuri; he had not in control that night."
"Yes, Yuuri Heika had no control over that night, but it was still him in a sense. His body violated you. How can you say that what you feel for Yuuri Heika is love and not something else?"
"I don't knot what you mean."
"Even if I tell you my child, you wouldn't understand. There will be time that you come to understand your own feelings. We do strange things in order to protect oneself."
Cheri embraced the girl in a gentle hug. Deep down Adelinda understood what Cheri was saying; still she didn't want to acknowledge it. When the illusion of love is forged by such a violent act, sometimes it takes more than just logic to convince the brain that it is not really love that she is feeling for Yuuri. Adelinda has wondered to herself, why does she not despise Yuuri for what he did. Logically speaking, Adelinda should hate him for violating her innocence, but she can't seem to hate him no matter what. Is it because it wasn't Yuuri's fault or is it something else?
"Cheri, how does one let go?"
"Time."
Wolfram is getting scared. Yuuri has been coming into his bedchamber every night since his return from his patrol debacle. He couldn't and didn't want to refuse his king. The feeling that he had worked so hard in smothering was coming back with full force. Just last night when he rolled over in bed, his lips were just mere centimeters away from Yuuri's own. He almost kissed them, but thankfully Yuuri in his sleep rolled away from him. The blond prince laid awake the rest of the night. He wanted to hear Yuuri tell him he loves him again. He wanted to be able to feel Yuuri heated skin with his fingertips. He wanted to feel like himself again and not this empty shell he become ever since he saw them together. Tears started to trickle down his face just by recalling the memory. Why does it still hurt so much even though he knew that Yuuri was under the influence of the aphrodisiac? He couldn't let this continue, he was going to speak with Gisela.
"Gisela, how much longer do I still have to do this? Heika seems to be doing fine."
"He's doing fine because you are with him. Lord Bielefield, Heika panic attacks is due to the fact that he worries about you. Until Heika believe that nothing is going to happen to you, you will continue what you are doing. Is that understood?"
The prince gave his usual annoying glare at the healer and walked out of the infirmary. Conrad stepped out behind the curtain.
"You heard right Conrad. Lord Bielefield will not last much longer. Should we continue this? Yuuri Heika should be fine by now."
"Wolfram's feelings for Heika are returning. He is fighting to ignore them. Just a little longer."
"Lord Bielefield."
Wolfram immediately straightens up and his hand fisted digging his fingernails into his skin. He hadn't so much as acknowledged her presence since that night, yet she has the gall to speak with him first. Wolfram wanted nothing more than to put her in her place, but he had too much pride to do that.
"Lady Adelinda, this is a surprise, what brings you here?"
"I would like to talk to you."
"I don't believe there is anything that we need to talk about."
"Please, Lord Bielefield, I just need a couple minutes of your time."
"Lord Bielefield, do you still love Yuuri?"
"I have no right to."
"That wasn't the question, Lord Bielefield."
"Lady Adelinda, you have no right to know about my feelings towards Heika."
"I understand your contempt towards me but I never meant for any of this to happen. I know no matter what I say, you will never believe me. I came here to ask something of you. Can you give Yuuri back to me?"
"I can't give him to you, he doesn't belong to me."
"I know he been sharing your bed since he came back. You have been by his side almost every waking moment since you came back. I need him back."
"Like I said before, he is not mine. But if you need me to be stay out of the way I will."
Please forgive me Lord Bielefield. Only a little while longer, this is the best way to resolve the issue between all three of us. You'll see.
Tonight was the night; Wolfram decided that Yuuri will not be sharing his bed with him anymore. Like the previous nights, Wolfram waiting for the footsteps in front of his door. This time he ignored them. Yuuri gave the wooden doors and soft knock thinking the blond might not have heard him coming. The knocks became louder, Wolfram again ignored them.
"Wolfram, please net me in, please. What did I do, let me in. Wolfram!"
The blond curled tightly around his blanket trying desperately to tune out Yuuri desperate pleas from outside. The blond prince clasped his hands around his ears to shield out the cries from his king. Wolfram heart was breaking. Yuuri sounded so desperate, and then the cries disappeared. Worried, Wolfram jolted from his bed and opened his chamber doors only to see the dark hair boy walking away with the girl who had ruined everyone for them.
The blond had to laugh at himself; he told Adelinda that he would stay away from Yuuri. Why was he disappointed that Yuuri was not sitting by the doorway just like the first night. He should be happy that he black hair boy is able to walk away from him. That is why he went to Gisela today right. Wolfram could lie to everyone except to himself. He was relieved that Gisela had told him to stay close to the black hair king. It only gave him an excused to be close to the boy. But seeing the black hair boy walking away from him again with her, Wolfram couldn't help but feel alone and rejected again. His pillow will be once again stain with his tears.