As Gilbert walked into Elizaveta's room the first thing he noticed was that it was incredibly dark and cold. The curtains were nailed to the wall and the only light was from the light that shined in from the hall way. Gilbert walked in a little bit more and looked around. The room was almost completely desolate, the only thing left was a large round bed. No one was on it. As Gilbert poked around he say a figure sitting in the corner of the room. It was Elizaveta!
"Lizzy!" He called happily and ran over, but stopped when he saw she wasn't moving. Now, more slowly, he stepped over to the crouching figure and keeled down in front of her. "Lizzy? He called again. He was reached a hand out to touch her face; she was ice cold.
In a state of panic, the Prussian grabbed the blanket from the bed and rapped it around her, picked her up, and carried her to the unused fire place. Grabbing a match from his pocket he light it up and watched as the fire grew brighter. The room then slowly filled with warmth and heat.
Elizaveta began to twitch in his arms as the light shone on her face. She slowing opened her eyes and looked up at Gilbert, who had been staring at her.
"Gil..bert?" She murmured. "Why?"
He hushed her "I convinced Antonio to let me see you." The platinum blond hugged her closer and gave a light smile. He was heartbroken at what she had become. Even more so that it was his fault.
Elizaveta raised her head a bit and opened her mouth to speak. "Kill me." Gilbert blinked in shock. He had to be hearing things, there's no way...
"I can't go on like this. Please... kill me." She begged as tears fell down her face.
Gilbert shook his head. "No. I'm going to save you. I have to get you out of here." She whispered. Elizaveta let out a light hearted chuckle.
"I can't leave. He won't let me." She said.
"Well then I'm just going to have to awesomely break you out." Gilbert grinned. Elizaveta gave a light eye roll before falling asleep.
Gilbert's smile fell. He stood up, with her still in his arms, and walked over to the large bed to set her down. He must be crazy if he was going to practically kidnap the daughter of a wealthy aristocrat. But with one glance he knew why, he loved her. With one last glance he closed the door and left down the hall way to meet with his Spanish friend.
Gilbert quietly snuck up two the third floor of the manor, to the east hall. There he would find the Lord's treasury. Antonio stood watch as he crafted a key out of picks and used them to open the large door. Gilbert had proposed a plan to take some of the Héderváry fortune and use the money to leave the country. Antonio at first didn't agree because he didn't want to leave his "Lovi". So changed the deal a bit to where they went to where both his brother and his "girlfriend" was and they would part from there. After all after this he would be labeled a criminal and would have to leave in order to escape Sir Héderváry's sphere of influence.
Inside the room was full of gold and silver stood tall and almost went to the ceiling. Crowns, jewels, and treasures galore. Even just a had full could last one years. Gilbert quickly took out a laundry basket and filled it with as much as he could, but limited himself so it wouldn't be that heavy.
"Toni!" Gil whispered loudly.
"Sí?" He whispered back.
"Is the coast clear?"
"Sí!"
"Good."
Gilbert came out with the basket and cover the top with a blanket, as to make it look inconspicuous, along with some cloaks.
"Ready Mein freund?" Gil asked.
"Listo."
Antonio then took the basket from him and tiptoed back down to the first floor, but first the made a quick stop on the second floor. The infirmary. Walking into the room he raided the cupboards for Elizaveta's medicine, bags of blood, which held about enough supplies for a month. Hurriedly he stuffed them into his satchel and rejoined Antonio. Then headed down to Elizaveta' prison excuse for a bedroom.
Gilbert walked in without knocking and went up to her bed. Gently shaking her he woke her up.
"Gilbert? What are you doing here?" She inquired.
"I'm here to break you out!" He smirked.
"Break out?" She repeated. "You mean leave the manor?"
"You don't want too?"
"No! I do. It's just that I've never left..."
"Lizzy." Gilbert said. Elizaveta raised her head and saw that he had a calm smile on his face. "Come with me. We'll go on adventures just like you want, and you'll be free."
"Okay with." She smiled back. Elizaveta took his hand and stood up off her bed, her legs were a bit weak so she wobbled around. Gilbert handed her a cloak which she gladly took. When she walked out she saw Antonio standing in the hall and almost let out a scream.
"It's okay, senorita. I'm coming with you." He asked told her.
"I needed his help to pull this off." Gilbert stated behind her as he closed the door. "Common!" He shouted in a whisper as he grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the servants door on the side of the house. Carefully nudging around the house the kept an eye open for any guards before making a break for the stables. Elizaveta shook off Gil's grip and ran over to her horse.
"Candlelight!" She cheered and hugged her neck. "It's good to see you." As she continued to cry into her horse, Gilbert and Antonio loaded up the horses' saddles with the stolen treasure and threw away the basket.
"What are you guys doing with that?" Elizaveta questioned the two males.
"We took some for you're old man's vault. I'm sure he won't mind." Gilbert said in a cocky attitude.
"You never said you were going to steal!" Said Elizaveta.
"Hey running away takes money, it would be so unawesome to be broke." Said Gilbert.
"It's still wrong!" Said Elizaveta.
"Lo siento amigos, but we should probably leave." Antonio cut in as he mounted a black horse. Elizaveta huffed and attempted to mounted Candlelight, but fell down. Gilbert then ran over and helped her up and assisted her onto her horse, followed by Gilbert mounting his own horse.
The three of them trotted up two the gates and we expectantly stopped by two guards.
"Stop! State your business." The usual man said.
"We were sent by the head chef to go pick up groceries." Gilbert stated.
"At this early hour?" He snorted.
"Our shipment comes in at five, we would like to get it as soon as possible so the chef can prepare breakfast on time." Gilbert continued with his lie. This time the guard bought it.
"Okay fine, just hurry your asses back." He said gruffly with a glare.
"Danke."
The three trotted past then with no problems, as their faces were hidden by their cloaks. As they went down the main road they gradually sped up until they were in full sprint down the country side. Then, at the end, Elizaveta saw a second fence. Less grand than the first but she knew what it meant. As the flew towards it Elizaveta felt a flood of emotion surge through her when she passed through it. She had, for the first time in her life, left the estate grounds. For the first time in forever, freedom was within her grasp.
"So where are we going?" Elizaveta called out.
"The Vargas diner and inn." He called back against the howl of the wind. "There's a certain some one we need to see before leaving.
"And who is that?" She shouted in question.
"Mein bruder."
The three friends came galloping into the fourth town over and pulled their steeds to a halt in front of the only inn. It was small but in good shape. Elizaveta shivered from the cold, secretly praying the sun would hurry up and get in the sky.
"Cold, Lizzy?" Gilbert smirked.
"I'm just fine, thank you." She frowned. The Prussian shrugged and led the way in. The inside tavern was larger than she thought and completely empty. Makes sense since it had just reached daybreak.
"Ludwig? Lovina? Feliciana? Where you guys at?" Gilbert nearly screamed.
"What the hell do you want bastardo?" A female voice called from the back room. A young girl with dark brown hair, golden eyes and a strange curl then opened the door, a glare clear on her face.
"Lovina! Where is mein bruder?" Gilbert asked her.
"Up stairs. She grumbled. She then walked over to the start of the stairs and yelled at the of her lungs. "Hey macho potato bastardo! Your fratello is here!"
"Well this Lovina figure sure seemed to have quite the personality." Elizaveta said sarcastically.
"I know, she's so adorable isn't she!" Antonio purred and ran over too her. "Lovi~" Antonio called happily as he launched her into a hug.
"Wha- get off me you tomato bastardo!" She blushed and half heartedly pushed him away.
"Wah! Your face is red like a little tomate!" He cried in cheer.
"Shut up!"
'More like cold-hearted.' Elizaveta thought to herself from her seat at the counter.
"Don't mind Lovina. She just acts that way because she's a bit socially awkward. Once she warms up to you she'll become nicer." Gilbert explained.
Grudgedly, a tall blond, buff man came walking down the stairs in pants and a night shirt. He was rather tall and looked even older than Gilbert himself. 'This can't be his brother.'
"Sup broha!" Gilbert greeted obnoxiously.
"What do you want bruder?" The man sighed when he reached them.
"Mi!?" Elizaveta exclaimed. "He's your brother?!"
"Ja, can't you see the awesome resemblance?" Gilbert cocked.
The man looked over at Elizaveta and offered his hand. Elizaveta just stared at it.
"Your supposed to shake it." He said. Elizaveta did as she was told and took his had and shook it, but not the normal way, she actually took his wrist and shook it. Everyone looked at her in confusion and she blushed in embarrassment. What can she say? She never had any visitors at her house and was only taught to curtsie.
"Sorry, Luddy. She doesn't get out much." Gilbert explained.
"I see..." He noted. He then bowed before her and greeted her differently. "My apologies, my name is Ludwig Beilschmidt."
Elizaveta got up and curtsied in return. "My name is Elizaveta Hé-." She stopped herself, she couldn't let anyone find out who she was. "Elizaveta."
"Oh, so your the girl mein bruder wouldn't stop talking ab-" Gilbert quickly slammed his hand over his mouth.
"Don't mind this boy Lizzy, he doesn't know what he's talking about."
"Boy?" Ludwig echoed.
The two then proceeded to fight. That's when Lovina walked up to her and held out her hand.
"Take my actual hand and and move your hand up and down." She instructed. Elizaveta did as she was told and took her hand slowly and lightly shook it, then Lovina took over and shook her hand. "It's called a hand shake, it's how you greet someone." She said.
"Okay." Elizaveta smiled.
"So what's your story? How'd you and Gil hook up?" She cat grinned.
"Hook what?" Elizaveta repeated.
"Lizzy pay no attention to that comment." Gilbert stopped his childish arguing. "I met her at my old job." He said.
"Ah, so were you a servant?" Lovina asked her.
"She was a cook."
"She was a gardener."
"I was a maid."
The three from before answered at the same time. The atmosphere quickly went down as Lovina became suspicious. But before she could question further, a tired voice sounded from the black room.
"Ve~ Sorella. Is it time to open shop?" She asked. The girl was almost a spitting image of Lovina, save for the lighter hair color. She even had the same curl. Honestly how that girl hadn't woken up before now with all that yelling was beyond her.
"Sup, Feli." Gilbert called.
"Ciao, Gil!" She beamed. "Toni is here too!" She beamed brighter and danced over to them and enveloped both of them in hugs. Elizaveta had never seen anyone with such natural happiness. The girl then turned over to Elizaveta and practically radiated as bright as the sun.
"Ciao, My name is Feliciana! What's yours? How old are you? Where do you live? Do you know the others? Are you planning to stay in our inn? What's your favorite food? I love pasta. Do you want some? I can make it right now if you want!" The girl rambled on, asking questions faster than Elizaveta could even process them to answer. She was finally stopped by her sister when she quite frankly, clasped her hand over her mouth to shut her up.
"That's enough Feli. She's a friend of Gilbert. Apparently they worked together." She answered half of her sister's questions.
"That reminds me." The dark brunette turned back to Gilbert. "Why are you guys here?"
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Oh my gosh I couldn't find a good place to end it so it ended up being way longer than I had originally intended.
Sorry it took so long. But happy almost Valentines Day! If your anything like me you'll probably be reading romantic fan fiction while eating chocolate in bed.
I hope to update this by Saint Patricks Day. That way I keep the Holliday theme up. Haha.
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