After Link and Kagome were guided down the long stairs and through many halls, it wasn't long until they each arrived into the luxurious dining room. His Majesty and her Royal Highness, Cathleen, were already seated at the table, where a large accumulative feast sat upon the polished table.
Maids and servants were aligned against the furthest walls, their inert forms quietly observing the guests and Royal Family silently from afar, their own appetites ravenous from their missed breakfast that afternoon.
Deeply grateful to the young ones for their unexpected assistance in rescuing his fair Princess, the King offered a small toast to the priestess and young swordsman. "I would like to thank you both for saving my daughter from an unlikely sort," He exclaimed vociferously. "I was fearful she'd have confronted a most dreadful fate, but I see that it is not so! Thank you both!"
"It was nothing, really," Kagome replied softly, nodding to his Highness. She felt a little awkward being in the presence of someone of great status, and she felt that if she said or did anything that was out of good conduct, she'd be disciplined or put into the dungeons. But it wasn't the case. The King was however quite fervent to meet them since their arrival that morning, but it was Cathleen that had wanted to allow them the opportunity to rest before any further discussions.
The King laughed. "You are most modest. Please do not feel troubled. You and your friends are welcome to stay for a while and make yourselves at home."
"But of course!" Cathleen agreed from across the table facing Kagome. "It's the least we can offer after your noble deed. Please accept it."
While he had been silently listening, Link felt the urge to turn towards the King sitting at the end of the table. "Your Majesty, there is something of an urgent matter I would like to discuss with you, if you would hear of it?"
Kagome looked at the blonde beside her and noting his serious expression, she felt their delightful talk of staying over would have to end just as shortly as it had begun. When she noticed Cathleen looking at her bemused-like, she merely shook her head.
"And what urgent matter is it you wish to discuss with me young lad?" The King asked, but before he could let Link finish, the doors to the dining room opened, turning his curiosity away from Link and Kagome.
It was at this point that two older men entered the room, dressed in grayish long-sleeved tunics, their shirts settling just near their ankles, where it revealed their black slippers. Different color sashes of red and green were drawn about their waists, the emblem of the royal family very present upon the front of their sashes.
The one on the right, referred to as Flat, was a taller and lean individual, his light colored red hair falling just above his shoulders in a straight manner, and his mustache very neatly groomed. Though he was the youngest brother, his eyes seemed quite wise and full of life, glimmering as they were as he looked upon the Royal Family with confidence. Upon his head, hiding his bangs from view, he wore a hat, much similar to his older brother, and it too had a green sash upon the bottom part, tied at the very back and unnoticeable. A green crescent moon with a round emerald gem was fashioned upon the gray hat, unlike his brother's.
The oldest, commonly referred to as Sharp, held his head high, much like his brother, a little overly confident as he stepped up to the table much faster than Flat, with his hands held behind his back. Unlike his sibling, his sash was red and the emblem upon his higher hat was a larger round ruby with eight smaller gems encircling it; in such a way, it resembled a sun. Much smaller in comparison to others, with slanted and smaller eyes, he was a bit on the paunchy side, his lightly colored red hair laying upon his much rounder face in softer curls, and like Flat, he too had a finely trimmed mustache. While it appeared that Flat was more on the naïve and wiser side of the family, Sharp on the other hand seemed more on the childish and authoritative side.
Both brothers were in possession of their conductor batons, though it appeared that Flat was left holding all of the written musical sheets as usual, but he did not complain.
If Link remembered correctly, Impa had shared stories of what had happened to those in the Royal Family after Ganondorf had attacked. The castle was torched and the King had lost his life. During that time, Princess Zelda had fled into hiding. The Composer Brothers, very much similar to the ones before him, had also served the Royal Family of Hyrule, and just like the King, it too was tragic.
Shortly after Ganondorf's reign, the brothers were interrogated and imprisoned, then shortly after threatened; the reason for this was due to Ganondorf's crazy obsession with power and his reasons to locate the Ocarina of Time.
When he learned the Composer Brothers had given fruit to the research of controlling the flow of time with Ocarina's, after giving some thought and study to the Triforce, Ganondorf grew too interested. But when they refused to allow the King of the Gerudos to steal their research, they lost their lives. Their bodies had been returned to Kakariko Village where they were remembered and buried soon after by those that had remained faithful to the Royal Family of Hyrule. Sadly, their ghosts haunted the grave yard soon after, guarding the secret of those research results governing the flow of time forever in their tombs.
The stories of these two brothers of Ikana were somewhat of a mystery to Link. Four years ago during his adventures to save Termina from the falling moon, he had spoken to the ghost of flat buried deep within a tomb under the Graveyard. The ghost confessed he used to be a composer for the Royal Family of Ikana and that his brother Sharp had sold his soul to the devil; Link never truly understood what Flat had meant by 'sold his soul to the devil.' Later on, he found Sharp inside a cave in the dilapidated and crumbled city of Ikana, also a ghost, harboring much evil at heart.
Sharp had intended to bring Link to death with a strange song and it had felt as if his life force were suddenly drained, but before Link was consumed by that darkness, he played Flat's song to ease the dead spirit before him. Link remembered Sharp lamenting after that, as if remembering something very terrible that had transpired when he was still alive years ago.
What exactly happened that had caused such tragic events to befall the Composer Brothers of Ikana?
"Well it's about time you two got here!" The King replied somewhat irritably.
Sharp with his curly hair and stout posture lowered his head in an apologetic bow. "I do humbly request your forgiveness, your Majesty. There was a slight problem with some of the instruments downstairs, but rest assured we have fixed the problem."
"Please allow us to play for you and your guests, Sire!" Flat exclaimed with one arm holding the music sheets of his and his older brother and that of the music stand.
While Flat and Sharp took their positions beside his Majesty, Kagome couldn't help but smile a little too brightly. They were actually going to play music for them? How exciting! Even Cathleen seemed a little enthusiastic, with her elbows on the polished table and her chin rested upon her hands as she smiled.
After placing the stand in the correct position, despite Sharp's silent lectures and harsh scrutiny, Flat opened the pages of the music sheets and took his place beside his brother with his flute lifted and prepared to play.
Sharp smirked, satisfied they were finally prepared to play for his Majesty, though he was a little miffed at his younger brother's slowness. After briefly scanning over the first line of the music sheets, Sharp brought his violin to rest under his chin before readying his bow to slide upon the upper strings of the instrument.
The first note was sounded, followed after by a softy melody, and when Flat recognized his cue, he brought the flute to his lips where a much higher sound resonated throughout the room, though it was much softer than that of his brother. The two instruments combined sound quite harmonious together, and the guests found themselves very calmed and relaxed by its soothing tune.
Sadly all good things had to end when something quite loud crashed just outside the double doors of the dining room. It was so startling that everyone's head snapped in the direction quite bemused.
Sharp initially made a mistake in his playing because of this and the sound from his violin suddenly screeched most deafly in the room. "W-What on earth was that?!" Sharp cried out, flabbergasted and angered something had interfered with his song to the King.
Flat looked around bemused. "I'm not sure…You don't suppose we are under attack?"
Sharp glared at his younger brother. "Don't be ridiculous! Our walls are much too powerful and our forces much too strong for any outsider attacks!"
OOO
He'd been dreaming of his times back in the Feudal Era with his friends Sango, Miroku and Shippo. Inuyasha remembered the elated smile of the priestess waving goodbye to him as she returned home for a short time to visit her friends and family. And it was after her absence that he had decided to search for Kikyo, at least for one last time.
The dream seemed very surreal, and he remembered briefly how he had held the dead priestess in his arms, her own soft and long fingers sliding around his waist most profoundly. There was that intense and familiar impulse to run away with her, but he couldn't do that. If nothing had happened and Naraku hadn't torn them apart like he did, they could have lived together until death. Besides, he had an important duty to uphold to his friends.
He felt her lingering touches upon his skin, and nuzzled his nose into her long tresses, very much similar to Kagome's, yet not at all.
A faint giggle from beside him caused him to stir somewhat. "Mm…Kikyo?" He called out softly, but he never got a reply back, instead he heard soft whispers and soft fingers gliding upon his skin, which he thought belonged to the deceased priestess. When he opened his eyes, adjusting his vision to the bright room, he realized he was sitting in a small tub of warm water.
"Oh it seems he's awakened!"
"My but he does have pretty eyes, doesn't he?"
It took Inuyasha a moment to register his situation. A group of five or so girls dressed in identical white dresses, their hair pulled up with bangs framing their faces and foreheads, were gathered around him very closely. One girl even had the audacity to roam her petite fingers upon his chest, while another felt his masculine arm wearing a sly smile. He was unclothed, especially from down there, and he realized they were attempting to wash him, for some…odd reason.
"W-what the hell?!" He pulled out of their reach, his hands swishing in the water as they attempted to find something to pull him out, yet keep him concealed from their very watchful and curious eyes. "W-w-who are you girls?! Where are my clothes?!"
The maids all tittered in amusement, while one boldly grasped his shoulder to which she brought up a wet rag to clean his face. "My name is Megan, and right now we are instructed to bathe you Mr. Inuyasha."
Defiantly, Inuyasha pushed her hand away, but it wasn't until after that he noticed something very odd about his hands. "What the hell?"
"My but you sure do have a tongue about you, sir," One of the maids exclaimed with a shake of her head.
Aggravated and confused, Inuyasha once again attempted to stand up, and this time, he succeeded, startling the maids who squeaked in surprise of his not so modest appearance. Blushing and angered at his unexpected predicament, he immediately reached for a towel, wrapping it around his lower half, but before he could leave the room, the maids had scrambled up from the floor by the tub to pull him back.
"No you mustn't go out like that!"
Inuyasha seethed. "Get off!" He hollered, and when that failed and more maids had their hands on him to pull him back to the tub, he let out a most startling shout; it was so loud the entire Palace had heard it.
Eventually, after much struggling from the surprisingly strong girls, Inuyasha managed to escape from the room, running as he was down the empty hall. Nothing seemed familiar, and there were no signs of his friends either. "Kagome?! Sango! Miroku!" He shouted, but there were no answers. "Shippo! Link!" Where the hell was he?
Eventually he arrived at a large staircase spiraling down to the bottom floor. If he was in his half demon form he knew for certain he'd manage to sniff everyone out, but he couldn't. Why was he a human? It wasn't even night outside! 'Something's not right here!'
Flash back
"Who the hell are you?!" Inuyasha growled, but that only earned another chuckle from the red haired man with the Cheshire smile.
"Why, I am the Happy Mask Salesman," He greeted with a soft bow. "How do you do?"
Hearing this, Link approached the grinning man, but he stood no closer than a few feet. Honestly, Link wasn't sure if he trusted the Happy Mask Salesman; he always felt such a sinister feeling surrounding the man, and the fact that he seemed to know many things puzzled him. "I take it you never returned to Hyrule…" He inquired with narrowed eyes.
Happy Mask Salesman only continued smiling. "I never left in the first place, Link."
Inuyasha exchanged glances between the two. "Wait, you two know each other?"
Noticing the suspicious glare gracing the young swordsman's face, the Happy Mask Salesman went into a little more detail. "Escaping this…place is not so simple, but I'm sure you're well aware of that."
"What's he talking about?" Shippo asked the monk beside him.
The traveling merchant frowned. "No?" When he looked upon the group, standing there watching him with strange distrust, he couldn't help but approach them, but he stopped the moment Inuyasha reached for his sword. "So the Goddesses have brought ones so full of life into this tragic and forgotten world? How…strange."
Kagome leaned into Sango. "What does he mean by that?"
"Ones so full of life?" Sango asked, but it fell on deaf ears.
Fed up with the strange man and his creepy grin, Inuyasha moved away from his companions and unsheathed his sword. "How the hell do you know that?!"
"It seems you're lost in your attempts to restore peace to this land, correct?"
Link nodded. "I'm sure by now you've realized that. You've been following us this entire time, haven't you?" He questioned, but the Happy Mask Salesman only laughed.
"Nothing escapes you," Replied the merchant. "Yes…I have been following you," He admitted. "Now don't look so upset," He replied to the boy. "My reasons for doing so are my own, though I wouldn't say they were entirely innocent..."
Shippo didn't like the sound of that. So this weird guy, this entire time, had been following them? Why? He didn't trust him, that was for sure, and neither did any of his other friends, Link and Inuyasha especially.
"Who the hell told you the Goddesses sent us?!" Inuyasha growled. "Are you just going to stand there staring all day or are you going to explain yourself?!"
His cheshire smile returned at full force and he once again folded his hands in front of him. "Ah yes, it would seem I had almost forgotten why I had appeared before you in the first place," He admitted. "I have come to ask a favor of you."
"And what favor would that be?" Link asked.
"Listen here; we don't have time for favors! If you haven't already noticed, look around! You see that barrier surrounding this town? You see all those buildings boarded up? Hell, did you even look at the sky?!" Inuyasha questioned, and when it seemed the Happy Mask Salesman was unaffected by this, he only snarled. Just who the hell was this guy?
The peddler nodded only once. "If you help me, I'll help you."
"Help us?" Inuyasha asked, dumbfounded. "And just what makes you think you can help us?" Did he know something they didn't?
The merchant held up a hand before withdrawing it to his side before continuing. "My favor is something easily manageable, I assure you. With the great feats you and your friends have encountered during your travels, I know that without a doubt, it will be quite a simple task," He explained. "I only need your answer. I can change your fate, if you simply trust me."
End Flash Back
That's right! Some creepy guy calling himself some Happy Mask Salesman had approached them since their arrival in Clock Town! That guy had muttered a lot of strange things to him and his friends. Change their fate? Just what the hell did he mean by that? Did that salesman or whatever he called himself think they'd lose in the battle against that freak Arm…Armo…or something or other? Bullshit!
As Inuyasha took to the stairs, in hopes of locating an answer as to why he was in some strange castle and where his friends were, he couldn't help but realize his sword was missing. All that he could remember was that weird confrontation with the peddler and that sorcerer. There was a point at which he had gotten angry and after that, he blacked out. Next thing he knew, he woke up with a lot of girls scrubbing him down.
"Kagome…are you safe?"
At last, he had reached the bottom of the stairs, and he stood there, shivering slightly from the cold room. Where ever he was, the damned place was huge.
To say the building was impressive was an understatement; in fact, the entire place was very exquisite and pristine. The walls, though carved from stone, were decorated with many banners and tapestries, and the halls were adorned in many beautiful flowers and polished vases which he assumed were created from bronze, silver or some type of metal.
There were a few servants entering into the large hall, their voices echoing off the walls of the Palace, and as Inuyasha eyed them, he couldn't help but notice their strange clothing. They were dressed in very high priced silk garments. From what he could see from such a far distance, the men were wearing long skirts above their knees with yellow sandals woven from some strange rope or cloth, he thought but he couldn't be sure entirely. Not only was their feminine dress very suspicious, but they also wore matching hats crafted into a peculiar style atop their heads, where golden threads fell from the sides of their ears.
As the servants drew closer towards him, he couldn't help but approach them, still clutching the towel wrapped around his midsection. "Hey! Where the hell am I?" His voiced reverberated quite loudly.
They jumped, a little too startled by his appearance, or his lack thereof rather than the pitch of his irritable and vociferous voice. Their eyes wandered his lean and naked form with much scrutiny, their mouths immediately covered and their whispers most apparent towards the other.
"Hey, did you hear me?! I'm asking you whe—" But he never got the chance to finish his sentence when he saw them suddenly turn on their heels to flee from his person most unpleasantly as they scurried down the halls.
Annoyed and beyond irritated, Inuyasha was just about to chase after them, but the sounds of heavy and quickened footsteps caught him by surprise. A row of eight heavily armed soldiers were strolling down the halls towards him and when they turned to him, their eyes noticing his not so modest appearance, the leader of the bunch approached him.
Inuyasha glared. Who the hell were these people?
"You there! Halt! Pray tell why you loiter in such an immodest manner?! State your name!"
There was that instant where Inuyasha had reached towards his waist to grab the hilt of his sword, but he realized too late he was unarmed. He'd forgotten about his sword's questionable disappearance. Instead, Inuyasha settled for returning the glare, his lacking any fear. "Who's asking? I don't have to tell you assholes anything!"
The guard's face flushed irately before stumbling over his words. "Excuse me? How dare a lowly peasant talk back!"
"Oh shut up! Where did you take my friends?! I swear if you hurt them, I'll—"
"And you'll what?" One of the guardsmen questioned, causing Inuyasha to growl angrily in annoyance. "To think the rescuers of her highness were so bitterly barbaric! How could his Majesty allow such ingrates to enter into the house of the Royal Family?" He asked aloud, though the other men beside him merely shrugged their shoulders.
Inuyasha fisted his hands. "You're calling me barbaric? You got a lot of nerve…" No, now was not the time to pick a fight with idiots. He had to find Kagome and the others! But where were they? It didn't seem as if these people were going to tell him, and if he were in his half demon form he could easily locate them. "Damn it..."
Not bothering to waste any more time with these loons, Inuyasha darted out of their path, down a randomly chosen corridor. When he did this, he heard the sound of armor and heavy footsteps chasing after him, but he was much faster on his feet.
"GET BACK HERE! DON'T LET HIM ESCAPE!"
"We have to protect his Majesty!" Another replied alarmingly, realizing that the King was just down the hallway as well. "If we don't act fast, danger may befall the Royal Family!"
Inuyasha ignored the voices chasing after him. As he drew closer to the rather large ornate doors ahead of him, he heard the faint sound of music. The melody seemed rather comforting but Inuyasha pressed on, clutching tightly onto the towel at his waist. "KAGOME!" He shouted.
But just before he could push open the double doors to the Kitchen, the doors to his right and left suddenly flung open. Five men in total had left the rooms, guarding the path ahead with their swords drawn and fierce like. From their abrupt appearance into the corridor, one of them had knocked over a very expensive and pretty vase from one of the small stands outside the door. It was so unexpected that Inuyasha stopped before looking behind him. He was trapped.
Suddenly, the double doors behind the guards to which Inuyasha had attempted to get through, finally opened. A familiar raven-haired girl with brown eyes peered out curiously along with another familiar face which Inuyasha recognized as Link.
"Kagome! Link! Are you both alright!?" Inuyasha asked worriedly.
Positively elated, Kagome beamed at the rejuvenated appearance of her friend, and unable to help herself, she ran in-between the guards, much to their confusion before throwing herself onto the human Inuyasha. Her arms had wrapped around his neck and she held him closely to her as she cried tears of joy. "You're alright! Thank goodness!" She cried.
Inuyasha, using his one hand, held her as well before whispering into her ear. "Kagome…did they hurt you? Where's Sango, Miroku and Shippo? What's going on and who are these people?"
The priestess pulled away, her gazed fixated a little curiously onto his brown eyes. Wait a minute, he didn't remember? "Inuyasha, they're back in Clock Town, remember?"
He blinked. "Huh? Then where hell are we? And who are these people?"
Before Kagome could explain, Roshan exited the Royal Dining area, clapping her hands as she passively observed the scene before her eyes. "That's enough men. There is no danger resonating from this man. Return to your posts."
A little hesitant to follow the amazon's instructions, they adhered to her words before separating from the halls entirely. Now it was just Link, Kagome and Roshan present before Inuyasha.
Because Inuyasha noticed the blazing red hair and dark skin of the tall woman, Inuyasha couldn't help but openly point at her in surprise. "Wait a minute; are we back in Great Bay or something?" Why was there a Gerudo woman here?
Kagome and Link sweat dropped at this. Boy did they have a long story to share with him.
"No…um Inuyasha…we—" Before Kagome could finish, the bubbly Princess bounded out of the dining area very curiously into the halls before looking elatedly at the half demon.
Cathleen smiled. "You're awake, thank goodness!" It was at this point that her eyes had wandered over his form before her face grew red from embarrassment. Cathleen covered her mouth and looked away awkwardly. "Oh um…oh my!"
Inuyasha only blinked at her. Who the heck was the blonde? Why the heck was there a Gerudo girl here? What was going on?
At this moment Sharp and Flat also left the dining room, with Sharp appearing more angered and flustered while his brother remained unperturbed at the events taking place this afternoon.
When Sharp saw Inuyasha, barely dressed as he was and standing before her grace's presence in nothing but a flimsy towel, he felt his jaw literally hit the floor. "I say, what on earth do you think you're doing running around unclothed?! Get you upstairs and changed!" He bellowed, but the comforting hands from his brother only caused him to boil in rage. "I will not have you cause such a mockery upon his Majesty and the Princess!"
Stepping away from her friend, Kagome then took notice of Inuyasha's state of dress. She blushed before covering her mouth in surprise, just like Cathleen was.
"Brother, please calm down," Flat replied to his much shorter and chubbier sibling. "I'm sure there's a reasonable explanat—"
Sharp hissed at this. "Truly to interrupt such superb music because of this jest is highly unforgiveable! It will not do, I say!"
While Sharp bickered disdainfully with his younger brother, Kagome couldn't help but tap Inuyasha's shoulder. "Inuyasha, where are your clothes?"
"That's what I'd like to know! I woke up just recently with a bunch of girls surrounding me! Next thing I know, I'm in this strange place," He replied very much bemused. "Kagome what's going on exactly?"
Sweat dropping once more while Link, Cathleen and Roshan remained quietly to the side, Kagome pulled on his black hair to whisper into his ears. "Pst pst pst"
Inuyasha listened and at one point during her whisperings, his mouth fell open and he stepped away from her in surprise. "I did that?! Are you kid—"
"Shh!" Kagome once again tugged on his hair to finish her explanation. "Listen all I know is that the Happy Mask Salesman sent us back in time to ancient Termina to fix something he did wrong and also to get the pendant Armaros broke purposefully in front of us back before you changed into a full-demon," She replied, and at this Inuyasha nodded, only half understanding. "The pendant is somewhere here in Ikana right now, and we are currently inside the Palace. Link and I will explain the rest later, so in the meantime, please mind your manners."
After she pulled away, Inuyasha only scratched his head in confusion. There was so much going on that he couldn't put all the pieces together. She still didn't explain to him why he wasn't in his half demon form or who these strangers were. Perhaps when they were alone he would ask.
Still rather angered by the interruption of his music to the King, Sharp placed both of his hands upon his hips, jutting his neck out to glare at Inuyasha. "What are you still doing standing there?! Make haste and reclaim some modesty! We can't have you strutting around in such a manner, you rascal!"
Kagome bowed her head apologetically to the Composer Brothers and the Princess. "I'm so sorry! He had just woken up and he was confused as to where he was."
Sniffing irritably, Sharp turned his nose in the air before sauntering back into the dining room with Flat humbly apologizing for his brother's rudeness. After which, Flat then scurried after his smaller brother.
"Allow me to escort you back to your room to change, Inuyasha," Roshan replied suddenly, but Inuyasha merely looked at her suspiciously.
Link sweat dropped before approaching him as well. "I'll accompany you both," He explained before his eyes locked with Inuyasha's. "Inuyasha, I'll explain everything back at the room."
Nodding, Inuyasha followed both the amazon looking Gerudo guard and Link down the hall. After this, Kagome realized it was just her and the Princess in the hall by now, and she laughed a little awkwardly.
"Your friend didn't seem very happy," Cathleen remarked worriedly. "I wonder if he was shocked when he awoke…He must have been asleep while the maids were cleaning him of all the dirt and blood."
Kagome mused on this thought. If that's what happened, then it was no wonder he was so riled up. She honestly couldn't blame him, and in a way, she kind of found the whole scenario a little comical.
After returning to the dining area to rejoin his Majesty and the Composer Brothers, Kagome and Cathleen yet again took their seats at the table, this time without the company of Link beside her or Roshan standing at the King's side. From what she could see, Sharp had replaced his hostility with feigned giddiness before the King, and she couldn't help but sweat drop; Sharp did have a tongue on him and he had as much sass as any menstruating girl that she ever knew; Kagome felt a little bad for his brother, Flat. How on earth did he put up with that temper? However he did it, Kagome had to applaud him silently.
"Did I miss something out there in the hall?" His Majesty asked most peculiarly.
Cathleen merely nodded. "Oh it was Priestess Kagome and Link's friend who had awoken, that's all. There was a bit of confusion on his part and the guards got a little carried away," She explained with a wave of her hand, as if it was a typical thing like always.
As she sat there, Kagome couldn't help but stare oddly at the large stature of the King seated at the end of the table, humbly talking with his daughter. Honestly, she was wondering why he had remained in the dining room while the Composer Brothers, herself and Link, as well as his own daughter and her personal guard, Roshan had all but left the room. The entire time he was left alone, at least for a few minutes while his guards had brandished their swords at Inuyasha, especially when Sharp's overbearing and loud tongue was enough to cut the air. Still, his Majesty hadn't gotten up to check on the disturbance at all.
"I see, and where did that young boy disappear to?" His Majesty inquired, but Cathleen explained in her proper words that he had gone to explain some things to their friend that had transpired since his black out, to which the King understood easily. "I see. Well there's no problem with that at all. I apologize for not getting up to greet him, but you see, my leg has been giving me problems for some years now, regretfully."
'It's probably due to his massive size…How in the world is it possible for him to be so big?' Kagome merely waved her hands in front of her before shaking her head from side to side. "No it's alright. No worries." Well at least that cleared up some things for the priestess.
Delighted, his Majesty returned to his feast before him. "Let us not dwell on any further discussion, lest our food grow cold. Please, eat up."
As Kagome and Cathleen engrossed themselves in the food before them, daintily eating, while quietly conversing between themselves, Sharp couldn't help but approach his Majesty, his violin ready and Flat beside him prepared to play the opening part of the song with his flute. "Allow us to play for you once more, your Highness,"
Unfortunately, before the King could agree, the doors opened revealing two taller men, dressed in tight dark fitted tunics and boots, their dark hair tied behind them in long braids. They were at the King's side immediately with documents held at their sides, silently apologizing for the interruption.
"What is this?" The King asked, looking up from the feast to survey the young men, his personal advisors.
"We have come to report that the Stone Tower has reached its last completion, your Majesty," One of them enthusiastically replied.
The King smiled at this. "That's fantastic news! I shall have a look at it as soon as I've feasted."
There was a moment of hesitation between the two men, each warily looking at the other. When one of them elbowed the other, the more frightened one stepped before his Majesty.
"Also, your Majesty, allow us to discuss the rebellion just outside the castle."
The King looked sternly at his advisor. "Do they still quarrel with me?"
The two nodded. "As much as I hate to say this during your meal, it seems one of our statues has been broken during their protests. The individuals responsible were apprehended by the Royal Constables earlier today."
Nodding, the King stood up from his chair, his height still very startling to the priestess as he left the room with the other men, limping slightly on his right foot that seemed to cause him a great deal of pain. The priestess noticed Sharp's flustered face, his lips forming a thin line before he huffed and stormed out of the room, with Flat quickly following, carrying the music sheets, his flute and his older brother's violin.
Kagome mused to herself. There people were unhappy? When her eyes looked across the table towards Cathleen, she noticed the little princess staring at the table very sternly. There was much going on in her thoughts, that Kagome presumed.