Holy crap has it been forever since this updated. GAH. I'm sorry, I have just been stuck on all my fics and I only recently got some inspiration. This chapter is kind of short compared to the other but I just wanted to get something out so bad because I felt horrible for making you all wait. So for now, I hope this will suffice.


Lights will guide you home,

And ignite your bones,

And I will try to fix you.

"Fix You" by Coldplay


Chapter 6

After her first few lessons, Elizabeta could ride Edelweiss without falling off once. Roderich hadn't wanted to give her any more lessons after her fall, but she'd insisted and he couldn't say no to those big green orbs that pleaded at him.

Despite their relationship, Elizabeta still did all the chores in the house with Feliciano, though she didn't spend all day doing them. Once she was finished she would listen to Roderich play the piano for a while, steal some affection from him and then go out to ride Edelweiss.

The horse had started to grow fond of Elizabeta and always whinnied a greeting at her whenever she came into the stable. It made Elizabeta think that she was always asking for a treat, but she relented… most of the time.

She could hear him now, playing the piano, letting the melody glide through the house. It felt as if he was calling her, asking her to join him.

Of course, she couldn't refuse and found her way to the music room, her mind floating off into its own world.


Gilbert still couldn't understand why Lizzie seemed to spend so much time at that stuffy aristocrat's place. She'd told him that she was working there now, but it seemed as though she never went home or anything.

He noticed she'd been avoiding him more than usual as well. In the past she got so annoyed and couldn't help but pay attention to him when he pestered her. Now she would just shoo him away and get this stupid look on her face as she kept walking.

So now it was his job to find out why his Lizzie was acting so weird. With his awesome skills he would cure whatever ailed her and make her back into the girl he knew and loved – er, remembered. Not loved. He was too awesome for love.

As he walked down that lonely path late at night to that snob's house, he could make out a figure ahead of him that seemed to be walking towards him.

"Oi!" Prussia called, "Is that you, Lizzie?"

He could hear the annoyed groan despite how far they still were. He let a smirk run across his face as he jogged over to her, noting she was already avoiding eye contact.

"What are you doing here, Gilbert?" she sighed.

"Looking for you of course," he said in hopes of being smooth, "You spend all your time with this prissy snob. What gives?"

"I work for him. It's the debt I pay for your stupid idea of getting in."

"That was so long ago! Why hasn't he let you off the hook? Seriously, it's ridiculous."

She fidgeted when he asked this, looking anywhere but at him. Gilbert raised a brow suspiciously. Was the guy holding her against her will?

He glanced and noticed some kind of a mark on her neck, almost like a bruise. Was he abusing her as well?

As he was about to question her, another figure appeared from behind Lizzie, one that didn't look that happy. Something dangled from its hand, though Gilbert wasn't sure what it was.

"Elizabeta," the figure said as it approached, "You forgot your scarf."

Ugh, it was that stupid girly-man.

"Oh," Elizabeta said startled, "Thank you, Roderich."

Gilbert furrowed his brows. She was his servant, yet they were on a first name basis. And why was he wrapping the scarf around her neck for her? She could do it herself.

Perhaps he was trying to look innocent. Pretend he didn't hurt Lizzie.

"Leave her alone," he snapped, "She can handle herself."

Roderich looked at the other confused while Elizabeta became red.

"I was merely being polite," Roderich explained, "And I'm sorry, but who are you?"

"Gilbert Beilschmidt, a name you better remember. Lizzie's my best friend and you better not be making her do anything she doesn't want to."

"Don't call me that," Elizabeta groaned, "And Roderich's nothing but kind to me."

Gilbert wrinkled his nose and looked at the man again. He just radiated that snobby attitude Gilbert couldn't stand. He was dressed so fancy, like he was better than the rest of the people in the village. What a douche.

"I would never allow any kind of harm come to Elizabeta," Roderich said, his eyes hard.

"Better not," Gilbert spat, "Or you'll be hearing from me."

At that, he decided to make his grand departure. He grabbed Elizabeta by the wrist and started to head back to the village. To his surprise, she was yanked back, but not because she chose to.

That prissy little snob had grabbed her and pulled her back, a look of some sort of possession and anger in his eyes.

"She can walk alone," he said, "Right?"

Gilbert's lip curled but he said nothing as he turned around and walked back toward the village.

There was definitely something wrong with that guy. He had this look in his eyes when he grabbed Elizabeta, like he owned her. If he thought that he could own Elizabeta, he had another thing coming.

For one, Lizzie would never let that happen. The girl was as stubborn and independent as she was beautiful. Well, she's not that beautiful. She's just a girl.

Secondly, Gilbert would never let that happen. Even if Elizabeta didn't believe it, Gilbert still cared about her and wanted to protect her. No snotty aristocrat was going to change that. Just because he tried to seem refined and polite didn't mean he was.

The bruise on Lizzie's neck, the way they talked to each other, how he acted… it was all too strange. Maybe not now, but Gilbert would soon find out what exactly was going on.


Dun dun dun it is finally the end of a new chapter. Thank the lord, I felt like I'd never get this thing updated. I know it was short, but there are some important things in there I hope you all noticed! Things will start to get intense soon so best prepare yourselves because I will (hopefully) update this soon!

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