"Gwendal?" Yuuri said at the same time Wolfram said. "Big brother?"
The eldest son of the pervious demon queen stood tall with his green WWII British officer's uniform (wonder where he got that from. -_-) and his usual scowl. His gray green hair was tied up, but today he wore a hat. With flowers and bows. The thing even had a giant pink feather on it that twirled every time the man moved his head. No one spoke as they stared at the Commander of the Mazoku Army* in his frilly hat. Even wolfram, who was fighting Gwendal's grip up till now, dangled silently in shock. Gwendal apparently hadn't noticed the attention being thrown toward him and placed his youngest brother back on his feet.
"You shouldn't act like that, Wolfram." He gently scolded, brushing dust from Wolfram's clothes. No one knew how exactly to ask about the room so they looked to their king. Who else could talk about the gorilla in the room?*
"Uh, G-Gwendal?" Yuuri questioned quietly, trying hard not to laugh at how ridiculous a 'scary faced' man could look in such a girly hat. Again, Gwendal didn't notice but he did turn to Yuuri. "What's that on your… head?"
The man looked down at the floor and rubbed his face long and hard. The feather brushed his hands. "Please, Your Majesty. Don't ask."
"Anissina?" Yuuri guessed. The man nodded. Anissana von Karbelnikoff was the childhood friend of Gwendal and his bane. The woman made inventions that would be amazing if they worked the right way. Most times they just blew up. Since Gwendal as her test subject almost all the time, which was probably why he wore that creepy hat now, Gwendal usually ran from the outspoken red head. Today, however, it would seem that he failed to run fast enough. Somewhere, Gunter, Anissina's second lab rat, is jumping for joy. Yuuri thought with a chuckle.
"What are you doing here, Gwendal?" Yuuri asked after the long silence.
"You were supposed to be at the castle hours ago, Your majesty." Gwendal scolded, darkness covering most of the older demons face. "You have papers to sign and im sick and tired of doing it for you."
"S-sorry." Yuuri said. He really hated to push work onto Gwendal but having to do all that work was so exhausting and the man was cruel when it came to work.
"That's not important now!" Wolfram shouted, stomping his foot. Yet again, Yuuri managed to forget about the young demon beside him. "We should be talking about Conrad."
"What about Conrad?" Gwendal asked with a scowl. He completely forgot about his annoyance with the young demon king, but that tended to happen when ones younger brother was in trouble. After explaining what happened rushed off in the direction that the doctors took Conrad. But not before looking down at Yuuri for a moment. Why? Yuuri wondered.
Wolfram and Yuuri waited impatiently outside Conrad's room. Wolfram, the whole time, complained about not being able to get inside while his brother could. Yuuri stayed silent. After an hour and a half. The doctors came out. Wolfram didn't wait for them to allow him in, he just pushed past them. Yuuri waited to hear what they had to say.
"Sir Weller is fine." The portly doctor said with a smile while his associate glared at Wolfram who had pushed him to the ground to get inside. "A couple days of rest and he'll be as good as new."
"Thank you, sensei- I mean doctor." Yuuri let out a sigh of relief. Then with all the confidence he could muster, he spoke in his most professional voice. IT was all so the doctor wouldn't see how much he really cared. In the demon kingdom, to much tenderness could be seen the wrong way. "May I go see him, then? If you don't mind."
The doctor saw through his ploy but said nothing. With a low bow he said. "After you, your majesty." Yuuri rushed into the room where the rest of his friend were beside Conrad's bed.
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