A/N: Hiatus will be explained at the end. These are bonus bits that didn't make it in Chapter One, but still felt relevant.
[Elizaveta Bonus]
"You can't be serious, giving that guy a chance. He looks gross and I think I saw him fix the flowers once on his way in. He's cree-py." Her voice cracked, but echoed through the room. Gil got up from his seat and yawned, already feeling tired of listening to her preach.
"I'm the king here not you. And you keep getting all worked up over nothing. He's been some kinda' merc here for like two years right? He should get a chance to move up at least a little." He replied, stepping down. "I have better things to worry about."
"He's already asleep." Elizaveta stated, knowing what Gilbert meant with that comment. The kid brother of an albino prince, Ludwig, was a blonde-haired, blue-eyed kid of age 12. He was much preferable in the people's minds. Gilbert had made it his goal to raise Ludwig, ever since their parents had died in a flu epidemic years ago.
"Well I can still say goodnight to him." He said, resistant to any protest Eliza would put up. If he missed several days at once, Gilbert would feel bad about it, he was doing his best to keep up with absolutely everything. Saying goodnight was the most he could do on nights like this, where he was too busy to make it in time for even that.
"I suppose so." Eliza responded, watching him walk out the door. She wondered why it was this country she had chosen to protect. Long ago when everyone was children, the fights seemed less … huge. As a child she was more temperamental than she is now, and that's saying a lot considering how quick she is to assume the worst in someone.
Even now, she stood in the door watching as Gilbert, Prince of Prussia, ever so sweetly placed a kiss on his sleeping kid brother's forehead, contemplating what they were to do about the problem to the South.
[Elise Bonus]
Getting home itself was exhausting, and it was already too dark to make new food. Sammel started the fire, and Elise set the table. The two sat across from one another at the small round table. Soup was better when it was fresh. But what they were eating wasn't horrible, as there were a few ways to preserve food for a few days at a time.
"Did you take your medicine today yet?" Sam spoke up, after many minutes of silence. It was odd, Elise was often more talkative. But she looked over at the bottle on the shelf and shook her head.
"I take it before bed." She said, remembering that it had been 3 months since she'd been prescribed said magic. Her face and body had changed a lot in that time, and she looked remarkably different from when she started. Elise didn't start off as a girl, or at least, she never looked like one. Until she told her brother that she never felt like herself, her name was Roland, and her assigned gender was male.
She still looked like herself, but, much more feminine, with longer hair and more curves. From Sammel's point of view, she looked more comfortable, if anything.
"What did the prince ask you?" She resumed the conversation, switching topics to something she was more interested in.
"Nothing of interest. Most of it was the same as the questions they asked when I first applied." Sam said, recalling the event that was so far back in his mind.
"Some questions were about family and if we had any. I wasn't sure how to reply, so I said we didn't."
This seemed to visibly upset Elise, in the sense that it was a lie, and lies always go wrong, as well as the fact that she still hoped that their mother would come back with some explanation as to why she left. Tense, Elise didn't mention that she was uncomfortable with the topic. But it was obvious to Sam that she was, so he did that instead.
"Aside from all of that, How was your day?" He asked, sounding unsure.
"Tiresome." she answered, then standing up with a yawn, soon picking up her empty bowl and cup to set them in the sink. She would wash them in the morning. "If you don't mind Brother, I'm going to bed now. There's work to do tomorrow." she said with a smile, and walked to her room after seeing Sam nodd.
"Sleep sweet Sister." He mumbled, after she was gone. It was late. He decided he should go to bed soon too.
A/N: I lied, I have no explanation. But with that all said and out of the way, I'm hoping to write chapter two soon. or at least, start on it. Thanks for reading!
