Small Lies
Chapter 10: Wolfram's Illness
Rosalind's POV
We moved to Bielefeld. But Wolfram didn't look any happier.
I knew it had something to do with Yuuri Heika.
"Wolfram, are you alright?" I asked him.
His pretty hair blew in the wind as he stood on the balcony.
He was thinking pretty hard. And he didn't listen to what I said.
"Wolfram?" I said and touched his shoulder.
"Ah…Rosalind, did you say something?" Wolfram asked. He had sadness in his face.
"Uh…I really don't want to bother you with this, but we have to prepare for the wedding!" I said and laid my head on his shoulder.
"Can't our wedding wait, I need space!" He said.
"Yeah sure!" I said, but my head didn't move from his shoulder.
I knew Wolfram was suffering.
He didn't want us to share room. But every night I took a walk to check on him, and he's crying.
Did he really love Yuuri Heika that much?
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Yuuris POV
When I was done practicing I looked for Wolfram. He was still sleeping under the three.
I approached him. And I sat down beside him.
"Wolfram…" I whispered into his ear.
He didn't respond. He didn't even react.
When I looked at him again I saw him sweating.
And he looked awfully pale.
"Wolfram!" I said and Called Conrad.
"It looks like he's sick!" Conrad carried his little brother up the stairs and into our room.
He putted Wolfram in bed and called Gisela.
"Is he okay?" I was worried.
"We just need to check him then we'll know!" Gisela said.
Gisela checked the blonde's body over and over again. But she couldn't find any serious except for a fever. But she knew it was something more.
"Wolfram…" I whispered.
"Heika… You need to get some better doctors!" Günter said and told a soldier to bring a message for the high ranked doctors.
I sat by his side the rest of the day. I couldn't just forget him and do other things.
I though back on the conversation back earlier with the doctors.
Back flash
"There's nothing I can do for you heika!" The doctor named Hector said and looked at me.
"He's under a spell!" Hector said and looked in one of his books.
"What do you mean about that?" I yelled at him.
"Some one got a grudge against Lord Wolfram von Bielefeld!" Hector said and looked at Conrad.
"I've never seen such a spell! He's in a trance and he got a fever and I couldn't even get contact with his soul!" Hector glowed in excitement.
I just stood there looking at Wolfram
"Heika! I'll find out who did such a thing against my brother!" Gwendal said and left the room.
Back flash end
I started crying because of it.
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Some days later
After 2 days of sulking beside of Wolfram, Conrad got me out to practice.
And everything was normal except the empty space where a childish brat that yelled and shouted were.
I had gone back to my routine, but it went slower and slower.
The only thing on my mind was Wolfram.
Once I almost wrote Wolfram where I was going to write my own name.
But one day…
"YUURI HEIKA!" We've figured out what kind of spell it is!" Günter screamed in happiness.
"It's a love spell! The one who gets possessed falls in a coma and is dreaming a parallel world inside his head!" Gwendal explained.
"What does that have to do with love?" I asked. That sounded like a regular spell.
"But it's more!" Gwendal continued. "The one who gets possessed have been in contact with his love of his life and his rival at the same time!" Gwendal explained.
"So you're saying the one who possessed Wolfram is in love with him?" It sounded so weird.
"No Yuuri. The one who possessed him was jealous of him. The possessor is in love with you!" Conrad explained it for me.
What? Was someone very jealous of Wolfram because of me?
I sat down thinking… could it be Günter?
"This is the annoying part!" Günter started. "There are only two ways of breaking the spell! 1: The spell caster has to retreat his spell, Or 2: The possessed need to find out that it's a dream by himself!" Günter continued.
I took his Wolframs hand.
"Then it won't be a long time until he wakes up…" I said and kissed him in front of all of them.
To be continued…
