A/N: Hello everyone, and a welcome to LaCorpse. Thank you for following and adding this story to your favorites. And thank you again for the fanart. It is important to note that all the cover pages for my fics were drawn by LaCorpse.
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-black rose a.k.a jane- I was hoping that the part with Groose was amusing. Yeah, Midna is still to one to turn to for help. And other Zelda characters can show up, if anyone has a suggestion, that character (or OC) can make an appearance. I would send it through PM though.
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Wow guys, I'm glad that you all approve of the last chapter. I felt like I took a large risk because I always wonder if the relationship between characters is believable. So a big thank you to all of you.
Rahzel looked back at the diamond band that was around her finger. She smiled at the small object as she spun it around her finger. When she had saw the noble kneel, all plans of distancing herself went out the window. She could never tell him that she didn't love him, so she said yes. The world didn't end like she thought it would. In fact the other demons congratulated the couple. She shook her head; she could have saved herself and Ghirahim so much pain if she just told him how she really felt.
The door to her room opened slowly causing it to creak slightly. Vladimir stuck his head in. "Good evening, my Lady."
"Hello Vlad," Rahzel greeted.
"I've come to apologize. My actions were wrong and I harmed both you and my king," the advisor said bowing his head, "I believed that I was doing what was best for this kingdom."
Rahzel laid a hand on his shoulder and the bird-like demon looked up at her. "There's no need to apologize. All has been set right." The advisor still looked unsure. "Trust me, Vlad. I feel no animosity toward you. And Ghirahim will never know your involve me."
"Thank you," the advisor said before leaving the room, "And congratulations. I know no one else who I would like to be my queen."
Rahzel watched the bird leave and then went back to her vanity. She looked among the various accessories and books and other paraphernalia for the small dagger that she normally hid whenever she was at the castle (one could never be too careful). She finally found it and slipped it into her boots.
Strong arms wrapped themselves around her waist. "Good morning, Ghirahim," she said knowing who now held her.
The noble sighed ruffling her hair slightly, "You are no fun. You don't jump anymore."
Rahzel looked over her shoulder, "That's because you've always tried to teleport behind me. The mirror helps as well."
Ghirahim grinned and kissed the woman's jaw line. He released her and allowed her to turn around. "So, Midna and Zant returned from their respective battles. Zant's army was heavily beaten, but Midna was successful."
"We are planning to gather all of the troops to lay siege on another one of the Hylians cities tomorrow. This will leave us close to Castle Town, their capital. The war is nearly won," Ghirahim finished with a grin. The two stood there with smiles on their faces.
The door opened. "I didn't think I was interrupting something. I'll come back later," Midna said.
"Come on in Midna," Rahzel said waving the woman in.
"Fine, but if you start making out, I'm leaving," the Twili said making herself comfortable on one of the armchairs. The three spoke amiably with each other for an hour before another being entered the room.
"My Lord and Ladies, dinner is served," Vladimir said looking in. Everyone in the room filed out one by one.
Ghirahim like always pulled out her chair which was right of the head of the table. Midna sat across form Rahzel and Vladimir to Midna's left. Rahzel picked at her food occasionally laughing at something Ghirahim or Midna said. She lifted her goblet to get a drink and realized it was empty.
"I will get you another drink, Rahzel," Vladimir said getting up and grapping the empty goblet. He left the table before the woman could thank him. Moments later the advisor reappeared with a full goblet. "Here, my lady."
"Thank you, Vlad," Rahzel thanked as she took the glass. Bringing it to her lips, she noticed that the drink was sweeter than it was before. She set the goblet down and the demons began to converse again. The food now long forgotten the four were enjoying each other's company.
"I believe that it is time for me to get some sleep," Vlad said getting to his feet and giving his sovereigns a bow. The bird-like demon left the group.
Midna gave a small yawn, "I should be leaving too. See you two love birds later." The Twili also left the dinning room.
Rahzel and Ghirahim looked to each other. "We're alone now," she stated.
With a sly grin Ghirahim answered, "Yes, we are." In a flash, the plates were pushed to the side and a chess board was in their place. Rahzel grinned and took her place at the side with side of the board with the white chess pieces. Ghirahim sat on the other side. He moved one of his pawns.
"Ghirahim, out of curiosity, where did your fear of heights come from?" Rahzel asked as she moved one of her own pawns.
"I believe that we've had a conversation about curiosity," Ghirahim said moving another piece across the board.
"So you're going to tell me the answer," Rahzel said moving her knight out from its position
"Insistent. Aren't you?" Ghirahim said taking one of Rahzel's pawns and the woman took one of his. "When I was younger, I used to climb the wall of the castle. Trying to reach the sky, actually." Rahzel could see the noble debating whether or not he wanted to continue his story. "One day, I climbed too high and I fell. It really isn't complicated or impressive."
Rahzel could see that he wasn't saying everything, so she continued. "When I lived on the Academy island, I was reading by the large pond/ lake thing and some of the older guys thought it would be funny to throw me in. It probably was because I beat them in the sparring hall, anyways, I didn't know how to swim. The current pushed me off the edge of the island. My brother was the one who caught me." Rahzel ended with a yawn. She realized that she was nodding off.
"Check mate, Rahzel," Ghirahim said, "you seemed distracted."
Rahzel yawned again , "Just sleepy. I'll be going to bed now." The woman stood up to leave. She gave the noble a chaste kiss.
"Goodnight, Rahzel," Ghirahim said and she responded the same. The woman walked to her room her feet feeling heavier and heavier with each step.
I have to get more sleep, she thought with a yawn. The woman fell gracelessly on her bed. She closed her eyes and sleep took her.
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Ghirahim waited impatiently for Rahzel to show up in the entrance. All the troops had gathered and were waiting with Zant in the courtyard. Midna was tapping her foot impatiently. "Should I check on her?" The Twili asked.
"She may be still sleeping. The last couple of weeks have been rough on her," Vladimir said.
"It is important that she is here when we attack," Midna said.
"Vlad, could you bring her to our location when she wakes?" Ghirahim asked. "We'll wait for your arrival."
Vladimir gave the king a bow. "As you command, my lord." Ghirahim nodded and both Midna and himself left the castle.
Once they were out of the keep, Midna spoke up, "Why did you leave him? I could have waited for Rahzel."
"You're a great strategist and I will need you during the battle more than I would need Vlad," Ghirahim answered, "Don't let it get to your head."
"I don't trust him," Midna said, "I don't believe he has your best interest at heart."
Ghirahim rolled his eyes and gave Midna a sigh, "You don't even trust me. After I proposed to Rahzel, you threatened to kill me after maiming me if I harmed her."
"That's true. But she is my friend. I have to look after her," Midna said with a shrug, "But if Rahzel trusts him I should as well."
"He won't be around her for very long," Ghirahim reassured the Twili, but he was confident in his advisor.
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Rahzel opened her eyes in shock. Everything was silent in the castle which immediately told her that everyone was ready and probably waiting for her. She leapt from her bed nearly tripping on the covers. The woman quickly brushed herself off and ran to her closest. She pushed aside all of the dresses that hung there searching for her chain mail and her tunic.
"Looking for these, my lady?" Vlad's voice said holding out the desired items.
Rahzel laughed embarrassedly before grabbing the proffered items, "thanks, I guess I should hurry before everyone leaves."
"It would be easier to do if you organized this place better. And everyone already left," Vladimir said as Rahzel retreated to her restroom.
"What? They left already?" Rahzel said slipping on her chain mail and her tunic. The woman opened the door of the bathroom stumbling to find her boots.
"I was told to take you to their location. They will not start without you," Vladimir said once again holding out the exact thing Rahzel was looking for. The albino slipped her boots on before strapping on her sheathed sword and her shield (they were the only things that she knew the exact location of). The advisor already was heading out the door and Rahzel followed behind him.
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Rahzel watched as the Kikiwi ran from the pair as they walked through Faron Woods. "Those are very interesting creatures," Rahzel mused.
"They are cowardly. I think that they are rather pointless," Vladimir said.
"You need to see things from their perspective. They don't have any way to defend themselves and here we come with armor and weapons. They must be terrified," Rahzel said wisely.
The advisor tilted her head as if he considered it. "I suppose I never was in that position," Vladimir said, "How's the wedding planning going?"
"Not so well, We've been so busy with the planning of this battle. We haven't spoke of it much," Rahzel sighed. She walked in front of the advisor, so she was now leading the way. "But Midna is going to be my maid of honor and I think Ghirahim was going to ask you to be his best man," Rahzel said thinking about it. "You are his best friend. But we don't have many close friends, so maybe you can recommend some more people for some of the Bridesmaids," Rahzel stopped for a moment and turned to the advisor. "Are you.." Rahzel couldn't finish her question.
She took a sharp breath in and looked down at her stomach. Vladimir's taloned hand was clutching a dagger that was dripping blood. The purple of her tunic was turning red and she fell back. "Vlad?" she asked cautiously as she crawled away keeping her eyes on the bloody knife.
"I apologize, Rahzel," the bird like demon knelt near her.
"What is the meaning of this?" she asked holding onto the wound and still backing up. "Are you still trying to separate me and Ghirahim?"
"No, both you and Ghirahim have overstepped your bounds," Vlad said, "All of you of 'noble' birth have." Rahzel narrowed her eyes. "After Demise tortured me, I realized that we as a people have listened to the orders of those who held power only due to birth."
"I agree that nobility and the common folk are the same, but to kill them is not the way to go, Vlad," Rahzel said, "another will rise to the position. And besides my death will not change who is in charge."
"I'm not going to kill you, Rahzel," Vladimir said, "It seems odd to say, but you actually are my friend. That's why I'll let the Hylians decide your fate." He stood up straight and wiped his blade clean.
"Then you killed me and you know it, " Rahzel said, "and what of Ghirahim and Midna. They will notice my absence."
"That's why another member of my team will dispose of them." Vladimir said turning to leave, "Don't worry, the Hylians will be here soon." The bird like demon walked away deeper into the forest. Rahzel picked up a stick and threw in his direction hoping to hit him.
She snarled to herself. "Ghirahim," Rahzel called out hoping that the noble would be safe from whatever assassination attempt that the traitors attempted. She pulled herself to a nearby tree before laying her head on the wood and closing her eyes.