Author's Notes: Here is my last update before classes restart (Q_Q) . Awww. I hope you all had a great summer vacation and I wish you luck either in your workplace, classes or whatever you do. Enough rambling and on to explain the story! SoI intended this chapter to be longer, however it became too long and I had to end it where I did. Sorry. Now it sounds really angsty instead of my original thought. *bites lip* Urg. Oh yes there are a few references to previous chapters in this one. Two to be exact. Cookies for those who find it! Thank you thank you! Keep up your kind reviews, I love hearing what you have to say! [Let's try and go for one hundred...LOL not going to happen]. Also, please vote on my profile for which Disney movie inspired fic I should write after I finish this one, since there are only around ten chaptersd left /sadface/. In addition I modified my cover picture. Not mine, but beautiful. Here is the artist's link: www . pixiv member_illust . php ? mode=medium & illust_id = 21099586 (no spaces) Please enjoy the 35th chapter!

Warnings: Strong language.

Disclaimer: As much as I want to, I do not own hetalia or cardverse.

"Your majesties, aru! Time for-" Yao stopped in his tracks hearing the faint and accented voices of Iain, Connor and William from inside the King's chamber. He pressed his ear against the high rising doors and began to eavesdrop.

"What gits," William said falling backwards onto the King's large bed beside Iain.

"They actually believed it was the Jokers," Connor chuckled and propped his black loafers atop the King's desk.

William nodded lying on his back, his eyes focused on the painting of the royal orchid on the ceiling. "This Revolution is going to be easier than we hoped."

Revolution? Yao asked himself. As rude as it seemed to listen in on one's conversation, Yao knew there was something suspicious about the Kirklands and wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"Shh!" Iain hissed. Through clenched teeth he added "do you want all of Spades to hear us?"

"Doesn't matter anyways. We're royalty!" he said and threw his messy red head backwards and laughed. "And soon we'll get rid of that pesky Jack just like how we destroyed Arthur."

The mahogany double door opened revealing the Jack of Spades. "It was you three!" Yao shouted pointing a finger accusingly at the brothers.

"What did we do?" Connor asked innocently holding up his hands in a sign of universal surrender. However, a sly leer grew on his face as he egged his Jack to continue, as if he found pleasure in this fiasco.

"You framed the Joker kingdom! You are leading the Red Revolution to take over all of Cards. I can't believe I was stupid enough to crown you as royalty!"

Iain straightened from lying on the bed beside William. "And what are you going to do about it? I'm King and you are our pesky advisor."

"Arthur and Alfred will return to claim their thrones!" he spat.

Iain smeared the spit from his cheek and wiped the back of his palm on his dark blue overcoat. "You dare speak so treacherous to your King!"

"You are not the boss of me, aru," he said firmly. As much as he found Alfred to be annoying and Arthur's plans to be outdated, Yao still respected their decisions and would never betray them.

"Oh really?" William asked allowing the word to drift in the air. He clapped twice and two guards immediately joined them pulling in Yao's family by the chains that bound them together.

"You have already lost so much. It would be a shame to lose a few more," Connor said grabbing Shang's chin and yanking her to the floor.

"You let them go!" he ordered watching his own mother's greyed eyes glaze over.

"You heard the Jack! Release them," Iain said holding up a hand and continued by saying "if you step down from your position as Jack."

Yao's copper eyes widened. Shakily he asked "and if I don't?"

"You family will be executed."

The Jack gazed at the horrified looks on his family's face. "You promise they will be safe?"

Connor nodded.

As much as he valued his position, he could never let these demons harm his family. He inhaled through his nose before stating "then I step down from my position."

"Very wise choice," he smirked. He clapped his hands together signaling for the guards to release Yao's family. Yao rushed over to them and untied their chains and embraced them in large hugs.

"Now, Yao, I believe it is in order that a civilian like you should bow before their royalty, William said striding closer to the ex-Jack.

Yao's eyes widened. "I will never bow to you!" he spat.

Iain held up his hand and lowered Yao's head using his magic like Yao was a marionette on strings. He did not pause until Yao was in a kowtow position.

"Stop," the former royal pleaded watching his family suffer the same fate.

Iain smirked. "Fine, as you wish." He lowered his hand and the entire Wang family fell face first on the floor. "But now you are indebted to me," he said and grabbed Yao's chin. "And I think I have the perfect way for you to pay us back."

"Alfred?" Arthur asked a bit panicked. His green eyes shot open instantaneously when he noticed Alfred warm body was no longer beside him anymore. He kicked off his sheets allowing them to pool at the metal ground.

A thousand possibilities ran through his mind. Kidnap? No, why would they only take Alfred and not me? Unless it is another one of my brother's plots to lure me back to the castle to have us killed once and for all. Or what if he ran away? What if he went back to his home thinking Matthew was there and they captured him? Or wor-

"I'm over here, your majesty," Alfred spat. He was sitting at one of the wooden chairs dangling the King's Clock by its chain.

Arthur's emerald irises widened. He knew he would regain his memories eventually, but Arthur never expected it to be so soon. "W-what are you even saying?" he sputtered walking over to the King.

"Don't play dumb with me!" he shouted stopping Arthur in his tracks out of pure fear of his wrath. He kicked over the wooden table out of frustration and clenched his fists into ball turning his knuckles pallid. "Why did you lie to me?"

Arthur flinched. "I was trying-"

"Trying to what!?" he shouted interrupting Arthur's explanation. Alfred was breathing heavily and his expression unreadable, as if he was possessed. And Arthur started to believe he was. Never has he seen Alfred so stone cold and serious about any matter, beside his brother, before.

"Protect you," he whispered small. He gazed into Alfred's icy eyes pleading for forgiveness.

Alfred looked down at his mud covered shoes, unable to face his Queen, his love, directly, and swallowed hard. "I once met a man; a man I thought I loved. And he once told me that we must sacrifice our personal needs for the needs of our country."

Arthur's eyes were pricked with brackish tears and knew his own words were being thrown back at him.

"But that is not the man standing in front of me right now." He adverted his gaze and focused on the metal door hanging from the shelter. Coldly and softly, he said "goodbye Queen Arthur."

Goodbye? Arthur asked himself with tears filling the wells of his eyes. How could he just say goodbye to me?

"Wait!" Arthur wanted to scream, but his throat prohibited him to. Instead, he stood dumbfounded watching his love leave the shelter.

To Be Continued...