Hello readers, its me and its time for the next chapter of Whispers In The Dark. So, I started using Google Drive since Word just pisses me off. So sorry if the chapter is a bit lame. I have to get used to Google Drive. Anyways, a lot is happening this chapter so get prepared people. So, lets get on with it. Enjoy.
His blonde hair fell beautifully down his pale neck and back as he moved it away from his face and back over to his shoulder. His bright yellow eyes -that appear purple thanks to his bright purple spectacles- stared down at his bodyguard Berius. He gave him a blank look. He still had to look intimidating around his guards. Many still did not trust him entirely. He had to prove them wrong, that he was one to be trusted.
"Has everything been prepared?" Saralegui asked.
Berius raised his head to face his highness. "Yes they have. Invitations are being sent out now to the other countries as we speak."
Saralegui smiled. He brought his hand up to his cheek and leaned against it. He stared off into space. "That's all Berius."
Berius stood up from his kneeling position and made his way behind Saralegui's throne.
Saralegui could not wait for the end of the month. He could see his plans being moved into place very soon. He could imagine him and Yuri dancing in the middle of the ballroom, just like before when he snuck into the Big Cimaron ball dressed as a woman. Saralegui could not believe how well Yuri danced. He had such grace, such elegance. His eyes seemed to have sparkled when his black eyes met his own yellow ones. He remembered how hard his heart pounded that moment.
He had fallen for the Maou, and he fell hard.
But, he had plans at the top. He couldn't push everything away for love. He needed the maou's power. He had wanted Yuri to trust him so that he could use him to get rid of Big Cimaron. And he had succeeded in that mission. He was able to get Yuri to defeat the Ex King of Big Cimaron not once, but twice. And he still has Yuri's trust.
That was a bonus. Saralegui was grateful that the black on black Mazoku was so trusting of him. He still had a chance. He respected his engagement to the blonde Mazoku, but, he could feel the chemistry between him and Yuri. He knew that Yuri felt it too. He wasn't blind. He could see that the other was attracted to him. But, he was engaged to the young von Bielefeld. He could see that Yuri did have feelings for his fiancée. He could see that he loved him deep down; it was just hard for Yuri to bring to the surface.
However, just because the maou is already engaged, does not mean his love will go away so instantly. He still cared for Yuri. He wanted to make the best of his friendship with Yuri and the most out of his alliance with Shin Makoku.
However, just because he has given up on making Yuri his own and taking the power he possess for himself, does not mean what he feels for Yuri will not disappear so easily. He still cared about Yuri that much was obvious, but, he respected this engagement, he didn't want anything he had with the Maou to disappear because of his own feelings.
He could see the love that Yuri has for Wolfram, it was buried deep down but it was there. From the short amount of time he and Yuri spent together, he knew that he had a hard time showing his true feelings, especially around the young von Bielefeld, but it was there, Saralegui could see the love in his black orbs.
He shook his head, he was thinking too much on this. He was trying to get over the Maou, not wrack up on jealousy. He stood up from his throne and removed his spectacles. He smiled to himself as he held his glasses out to Berius.
"Prepare a boat to sail. I have business to take care of." Saralegui ordered.
Berius blinked down at his king. "I was not informed of this. Is something wrong your highness?"
Saralegui noticed that Berius had taken the glasses from his hand and lowered his arm to his side. He smiled to himself and looked ahead at the double doors of his throne room.
"I just have to see him. I want to see if he's okay. It has been a few months since we last spoke." Saralegui responded. Saralegui looked back at Berius. "Is it wrong to see a friend and keep peace between our two countries?"
Berius smiled at his king. He held the purple spectacles in his hand and held a hand over his heart. "Of course not, I will prepare one immediately your highness."
"Thank you." Saralegui stepped away from his throne, he walked down the carpeted pathway to make his exit, but stopped momentarily. He looked back at Berius. "And as i've said before, no need to be so formal, you're my uncle after all."
Berius kept a straight face at his king's statement. It may be true, but he still found it disrespectful to not be formal with his majesty.
"In all honesty, calling his highness by his name is not very respectful. But I shall think upon the matter if you wish of it."
Saralegui smiled at his uncle and his bodyguard. Silent joy overwhelmed his being but he hid it well. He has been slowing forgiving Berius for betraying him, but, the thought of having family that did care for him made the betrayal more and more acceptable and less of a betrayal, but more on the lines of protection. Saralegui nodded before leaving the throne room, he was met by one of the maids who gladly escorted him back to his bedchamber where he could begin preparing for his trip to Shin Makoku.
Yuri walked around the gardens with Greta by his side. She wanted to water the flowers with him. She loves to water the flowers, she wants them to grow strong and healthy, as well as beautiful and vibrant. Yuri agreed since he had nothing else better to do, plus being around his beautiful daughter was always a good time.
"Yuri, can you help me water the ones in the middle?" Greta asked.
"Uh, yeah, sure." Yuri responded.
Yuri put his hands around his daughters waist and picked her up. She giggled at the feel of Yuri's fingers on her hips. She was always a bit ticklish. She held her arms out and leaned the watering can down, the water began to pour from the spout. The roots of the flowers then began to drink the water from the dirt to stay healthy, the flowers seemed to respond well as they seemed to stand a bit taller and shine a bit brighter the more they drank.
Greta picked up the can and smiled. "See Yuri, aren't they just wonderful." She smiled. "So pretty!"
Yuri put his daughter down and smiled. He pet her head and kneeled down beside her. "Yeah, they really are beautiful."
Greta leaned into Yuri's side and looked over all of the flowers. Beautiful Wolfram. Secret Gwendal. Conrad Stands Upon the Earth. Celi's Red Sigh. And Filled with Yuri's Naivete. All stood tall and proud, their petals shined from the sun's radiance. Greta got closer to the flower patch and admired the flowers, a smile on her face as she traced her fingers over the yellow petals of Yuri's Naivete. She smiled to herself.
"Papa Yuri," Greta removed her fingers from the plants petals and looked back at her papa. "Why was Daddy Wolfram so upset when you two came back a few days ago? He won't tell me!"
Why was Wolfram still upset with him? Was it because he laughed at him? No. He should be over that by now. So, what is it? He has been avoiding him a bit lately too. So, what is it? .Yuri didn't know, but, whatever it was, it was affecting both him and their daughter. He was starting to miss the blonde's presence.
"I don't know, but I promise to get to the bottom of it." Yuri replied.
Greta looked back at the flowers before he fingers wrapped around the stem of one and she pulled it from its root. She hated to pick flowers since she knew that they were alive, but, this was different. It was for happiness. She handed the flower to her Papa and smiled at him.
"Give this to him. I'm sure he'll open up to you if you give him a chance." Greta said.
Yuri smiled at his daughter. He pet her head once more before taking her hand. "Alright Greta, let's go get you washed up. It's almost time for dinner."
"Yay, more of Effe's cooking. I love her sweets." Greta cheered happily.
Wolfram sat on the bed of his and Yuri's bedroom, a look of gloom written in his features as he looked down at the floor.
What was wrong with him? He couldn't put a finger on it. He was fine when they left Earth, but, after they got home, he seemed to get more and more depressed. Now, he just refused to leave the room at all. He was supposed to be out with Conrart surveying the town for anything suspicious, but Conrart had to go with Gunter instead since he had refused to show up himself.
He clenched his fists on his lap. He gritted his teeth in anger. Why was he acting this way? What has gotten him into such a mood? He hates feeling this way. It's just like before, when he was that "little brat" as Josak once told him. He thought he had moved passed this kind of behavior, so why is he acting this way?
"Someone seems to be in a mood."
Wolfram lifted his head and looked over at the double doors. He saw the double black of his eminence. He sat up straight and stood up from the bed. He looked over at Murata.
"What if I am? What does it have to do with you?"
Murata pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. The tinted for a moment before he responded. "No really reason actually. However, you looked upset and we can't have that now can we?" Murata walked further into the room and stood in front of Wolfram with a smile. "So, what's been bothering you? You can tell me."
"I can't possibly tell you anything." Wolfram replied. He clenched his fists at his side. "I don't even know why myself."
Murata nodded to himself. "I see. A deep and hidden anger that is starting to sprout."
"What?"
"Something deep inside your subconscious is fighting with you. Something has sparked that inner turmoil and you're fighting with yourself to figure out just what it is that is troubling you? "Am i correct, von Bielefeld?"
Wolfram couldn't believe his ears, then again, this was the reincarnation of The Great Sage, he was bound to be wise enough to figure this out. Still, he was right about one thing, something was troubling him, he just didn't know what?
"Was it something that happened while you were on Earth?" Murata asked.
Earth? Was that the reason he was acting this way? Did something happen while he was there that set him off? Was it the the fact that Yuri wasn't willing to sleep in the same bed as him? No. He got over that. Was it when he laughed at him? No. He was used it.
What was it?
"Wolf-Chan, I don't want you to stress over Yu-chan so much. If he does ever fall in love with someone else, I want you to be strong. Don't let your fears get to you. He loves you. I know he does."
It was fear. It was fear that he would lost Yuri. He has had this problem of fear since they were first engaged but Yuri never really showed signs of cheating or wanting to break off the engagement. Then again, he himself broke them engagement because of his Uncle, when it was said he has was going to be the new Maou. But, the engagement was reinstated of course. But then, Saralegui came into the picture and practically stole Yuri's heart and swept him off his feet. But, even after everything Saralegui put him through, he trusted him. He said as well that he trusted the king of Small Shimaron, but, does he really? Saralegui was a very beautiful man, Wolfram could see it himself, he did feel intimidated at times, Yuri even seemed to have more physical contact with him in that short period of time, the he did with him throughout the entire engagement.
That scared Wolfram. He was afraid that he wasn't enough for Yuri. He was afraid of losing him to Saralegui.
"Marriage is tough. I should know since my marriage with Shouma was a bit rocky when Yu-chan was younger. I even wanted to divorce him at one point, but, we managed to pull through it. I don't mean to say this to scare you Wolf-chan, i'm just admitting that married life isn't always love and sunshine, tough decision and commitment is key. But most importantly, trust and love as well."
Yuri trusts Saralegui, even after everything he did, he still trusted him. He had Wolfram's trust as well. Or does he?
No, this wasn't the time for self doubt. But, could he really blame himself for doubting himself. His engagement with Yuri has been rocky since the very start. He wanted to marry Yuri. He loved the wimp. No matter how his acts, no matter his cheater ways as he flirts with men and women alike, he still loved Yuri.
So, why didn't Yuri show his love in return? Was it not even there? Was his love for Wolfram nonexistent? They had a family. Greta. Their daughter. She brought them so much closer. Was it wrong to want to make them a real family?
"Wolfram," Murata placed his hand on Wolfram's shoulder. He noticed that his words had sinken through as the young Mazoku had yet to respond for a few minutes. He had completely spaced out. His facial expression constantly changing.
Happiness. Sadness. Jealousy. Worry. Fear. It was all there.
"Take some time to think this over. Don't always wonder around the negative. There is always a positive side."
Murata squeezed the blonde's shoulder before releasing hold of it. He turned around and made his way out.
"By the way, dinner should be ready by now, you should eat something, you look a bit pale."
Wolfram smiled as he listened to his eminence's footsteps get lighter and lighter in the distance. His wisdom was always needed around here. Wolfram wouldn't know where this kingdom would be right now with his advice. His Majesty Shinou was lucky to have him by his side.
"Are you coming? Cold dinner isn't very good you know." Wolfram heard Murata call to him from down the hall.
Wolfram sighed before making his way out of the room to catch up with his eminence.
Dinner wasn't really anything special. Sure the food was fantastic and a few words were shared but Yuri kept fairly silent. He didn't really know what to say. He just kept thinking back to the flower. He had asked the maids to keep it in a some water so that it doesn't dry out until he was ready to have it returned to him. He knew that flowers picked away from their roots, only lasted so long. He didn't want it to wither away and die.
As he buttoned up his night shirt, he couldn't help but think about the blonde. He looked...distant during dinner. Even more distant than usual. He was worried.
Yuri also noticed that Murata would occasionally glance over at Wolfram from the corner of his eye, as if he knew that what was going on with him. That part was what got him upset. He was a bit angered by the fact that his best friend knew what was going on, but he himself knew nothing. As Wolfram's friend, he wanted to help him out. He hated to see the blonde so...he didn't even have a word to describe it.
Yuri looked back towards his bed, he watched for a moment as Greta slept comfortable against Wolfram's chest. Said blonde was also asleep, his bright blonde locks spread across the pillow elegantly as he slept. He looked more at peace when he slept.
"I wonder what he dreams about?" Yuri mumbled to himself. "Probably fighting or something."
He shrugged his shoulders. There was no use trying to think it over now. It was late. Not to mention he was exhausted. With a tired yawn, Yuri got into bed. As soon as his head hit the pillow he fell asleep, Wolfram's natural scent of flowers pulling him into his unconscious state.
"You are troubled? I can sense it. What is it that has you in such a state?"
A familiar voice rang through Yuri's ears. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he has heard it before. But where was the question. He looked around, he saw nothing but fog all around him.
"Who's there? Come out." Yuri called out.
"Please calm down. I wish no harm on the innocent."
"Then why won't you show me your face?" Yuri mumbled to himself.
"Because little one, you and I have the same face. We are one after all. I am apart of you."
The same face! Does that mean that this is-
"I don't who you are but you aren't funny. Show yourself to me. I want proof. Just who the hell are you?"
"I have to say, I never knew you could be so distrusting of someone."
"I have learned to be more careful, after what happened with Sara-!"
Yuri heard the voice sigh. "I see. King Saralegui used our power to his benefit. He gained our trust and used us. To say, I do not find that fair judgement. But, as long as you trust him, I follow through with you."
Yuri ran a hand through his hair. This was no doubt his demon spirit. The real demon king. He was upset with what happened with him and Sara, but still follows through with what he wishes to do, and that was trust the Small Shimaron king. He wants to trust Sara, he has since the very beginning. He knew that Sara was just lonely, he grew up wit no one but Berius by his side. His father, the previous king of Small Shimaron, was very cold and distant. He didn't give Sara the love he deserved. He grew up on that cold hatred. He learned to take advantage of what was around him.
He was able to take what he learned from his father and lore him in. He brought trust and loyalty into the picture, promising an alliance between his country and Shin Makoku. That part was true, he really did keep his promise to an alliance, but he was only using him.
He feared Sara at one point. He was so afraid that he couldn't return to Shin Makoku. He thought it would be better to just stay back and live a normal life, at a normal company, with a normal family. But Bob got him through it. He showed him that he really does belong in the demon kingdom, that he missed all of his friends. It was the flowers that the others sent from the other world that made him realize it.
He doesn't regret that decision. He's happy here. No matter what happens while he's here, he does everything he can to protect his kingdom and the people in it. They all praised him, respected him. He always fought his battles peacefully. He never wants to end up in a war. War was the last thing he wants to happen during his rule!
Yuri closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Sara, he may have done all of those things to us, but he did them for a good reason I suppose." Yuri scratched his cheek. "I mean, he even took an arrow to the chest to get what he wanted. He could have been killed if he wasn't treated as fast as it was."
"Yes, I agree with you on that one. I felt your sadness, your anger, so I wanted to do everything I could to fix the problem. I believe justice was served."
"Yes, thank you again for that."
"I am only doing as you will me to do. You are the one who calls me out. I just do what I see fit."
"I understand that but, you have helped a lot. You've defeated so many foes. You have helped me keep order. I really appreciate it."
A hand made its way onto Yuri's head, the hand pet his head, ruffling his hair. Yuri looked up, he followed the arm and found a man, a bit taller than himself, and looked just like him only with longer hair and sharper eyes.
"It is you?"
"Yes, I have been looking over you after all."
Yuri smiled. "So, you really do look just like me. That's good. Though a bit more intimidating."
"I suppose that is a good thing then if you are impressed."
"Of course I would be. You can peaceful as much as you want to but you still have to look intimidating at times. I mean, look at Gwendal."
The demon king grinned to himself. "Yes, from what I've seen Gwendal is a powerful Mazoku, he is a gentle person but still can be a threat to anyone who gets in his way." He shook his head before looking back at Yuri. "Yuri, this small talk was not the reason I called out to you."
Yuri blinked. He could see that the demon king's facial expression was all serious now. Yuri gulped.
"T-Then why did you call out to me?" Yuri asked. The demon king looked into the black orbs of the Maou. Yuri could read in his eyes alone that something was wrong. "Please tell me."
"I sense a new threat is coming. I have yet to discover just what it is but, I have this strange feeling that something is coming and it will be here soon." The demon half of his soul explained to him.
Yuri's eyes widened as he let the words sink in. A new threat! Just what could that mean? A new foe already! They had finally just gotten over what happened with Sara and Janus a few months ago. Were they ready for another battle with a foe so soon?
"Do not be alarmed Yuri, I'm sure with your leadership skills, your friends help, and my own, you will get through this."
Yuri sat down on the floor, he placed a fisted hand over his mouth and tried to think. So far, every enemy that he has faced has gotten tougher. Who knows what this one will do? He just wants to protect his friends. He wants to protect his people.
"Do you think I am ready for this? We don't even know what they want." Yuri asked.
His demon half smiled down at him. "I'm sure you can do it. Just trust and your friends, me and yourself and you can handle anything."
Yuri felt a bead of sweat roll down his cheek. "If you say so. I just really hope you're right. The last time we fought together, we almost used up all our Maryoku. I was scared that I would become useless to everyone, that I would become a horrible Maou with no power to stop anyone or be able to protect anyone." Yuri looked up at his demon half. A look of sorrow in his black eyes. "You understand don't you?"
His demon half nodded down at him. "Yes, I understand you completely. When you lost all of your Maryoku, I feared that you would never be able to call out to me when you were endanger. I was just as useless in that period of time. But then your power began to come back, then I realized that I was foolish to worry. From the intense battle we had, it was no wonder your Maryoku was almost completely wiped out."
"I know what you mean. I was scared I wouldn't be able to go home again."
Yuri watched as his demon half sat down in front of him, he let his left elbow lean against his leg and and he leaned in towards Yuri. He raised a finger from his free hand before speaking.
"Remember this Yuri, there is no evil that cannot be defeated by justice. We may cast judgement upon others but that only brings out the light in them. There is good in everyone."
Yuri nodded. He was right. Everyone has good in their hearts. He used to think Gwendal was a bit mean when he first got here, then he found out that he really does care about others, he just has a funny way of showing it.
"I understand. Thanks for the warning and the advice." Yuri stood up from his spot on the floor. He was glad that he was able to have this talk with his demon side. Having a warning, no matter how small, will help him prepare for whatever it is that is coming. He looked at his demon half and smiled. "I hope we can talk again soon."
He smiled up at Yuri. "Yes, I would love to learn more about you. More specifically, I want to know what you plan to do with that fiance of yours." He gave Yuri a wink.
Yuri blushed at the thought. "Why would you want to know that? W-Wolfram and I...it's still complicated you know."
"You're just as naive as ever. But remember, Wolfram is a beautiful man, I am sure that many people adore him. I happen to be one of them."
Yuri's eyes widened. "W-What? Wolfram? You? What?"
"Relax Yuri, he is your fiancee. I would never break your trust in me to do anything with him. Besides he loves you, not me."
Yuri just shook his head furiously. "Whatever, I'm out of here. Keep an eye out for anything suspicious."
"Of course. Good luck Yuri."
Yuri groaned, he could feel the suns rays hitting his eyelids. He opened his eyes and looked over beside him. Wolfram wasn't beside him. He blinked and then sat up. He noticed that Greta was still asleep beside him. That must mean it was still early. Yuri rubbed his eyes and looked around.
"Where did you run off to, Wolfram?"
Murata sat on the steps inside the temple, his glasses tinted over as he was deep in thought. It was fairly early. He rarely got up at this time, but something was bothering him. He felt like something bad was going to happen. But what? That was the question that Murata had no answer to. It was just something deep down was telling him that something evil was afoot.
"You never truly rest, do you?"
Murata felt cold flesh cup his chin. His head was forcefully tilted up, his black eyes locked with the blue orbs of Shinou. He stared at him for a moment then sighed.
"Honestly, you never seem to keep your hands off of me." Murata swatted Shinou's hand away. Shinou rolled his eyes at his eminence. "Besides, if I know you as well as I know I do, you know what it is I'm thinking about."
"Don't get bratty with me." Shinou put his hand on his hips and looked at Murata. "But yes, I do understand. The Maou is in for some trouble."
"You're not involved this time, are you?"
"Of course not, I just want to enjoy my remaining years, not to get sucked into more chaos."
Murata adjusted his glasses. "Good. Babysitting you is hard enough. Having to help fight your battles is even harder."
"Don't complain. It is not like I can help it when evil comes my way. It just seems to come naturally to me." Shinou shot back.
Murata stood up from the steps and walked towards Shinou. "Well if that does happen, keep me out of it."
Shiniu grabbed Murata's arm as he started to walk away, Murata stopped in his tracks. "I won't deliberately drag you into anything. However," Shinou looked over his shoulder at the raven. Murata did not look back at him. "I expect you to have my back. Do not betray my trust. I'm counting on you."
Murata raised his head and removed his arm from Shinou's hold. "Just don't do anything stupid, you hear me!"
Shinou smiled at Murata. "Of course."
Murata turned his head back in the direction of the temple doors. "I'm stepping out for a while. Tell Ulrike when she comes back where I went off to."
"Do not worry, I'll let her know."
Murata took that as his signal to leave. He walked through the double doors and made his leave. Shinou watched him go. He turned back and looked up at the alter. His eyes sharpened in worry.
"I don't like this at all. Something is heading this way." He sighed. "I hope the Maou can stop them. I already warned him before, he can't rely on me any longer so I hope he can handle what the world has in store for him next."
"We will just have to wait and see then." Ulrike said as she walked in. She bowed to his majesty. "I apologize for interrupting but you made a great point. His Majesty Yuri has to figure this out on his own."
Shinou shook his head. "I don't mind you stating your opinion. What worries me is the people." He closed his eyes. His fists clenched in front of him. A look of worry on his face.
"What would the people do without their Maou?"
"What are you implying Your Majesty Shinou? Do you think something terrible is going to happen to His Majesty Yuri?" Ulrike asked.
Shinou sighed and looked back at the maiden. "I cannot be sure, but I have a feeling something will happen to him that will damage him not only physically but mentally as well."
Ulrike felt a wave of worry go over her. She knew to always trust his Majesty Shinou's judgement. He was always right. She believed him when he said that something was going to happen to His Majesty Yuri. She looked back at the doors, a hand over her heart.
"Please be safe, your highness."
Shinou lowered his head. "All we can do now is pray. So, the Maou better not mess this up. He must follow his instincts and not hold anything up. Anyone could be suspicious at this point."
Ulrike walked over to the altar and began to pray. She prayed long and hard for the Maou's safety.
Wolfram stood on the balcony, his bright green eyes stared off into the distance. The words his eminence spoke to him yesterday still rang through his mind. Something happened to make him act like this. He understood that it was possible he was just being paranoid, but, what if it wasn't just that? He can't figure out what it is. He knew it had to with Yuri, but what it was exactly, he couldn't figure out.
"What the hell is wrong with me? Why can't I snap out of this?"
"My words have yet to sink it yet? You're more hard headed than I first thought."
Wolfram felt his anger spike, and his eyebrow twitched in annoyance.
"Your words sunk in fine, it's just hard to figure out the meaning behind them. Not to mention i can't figure out why i'm acting like this." Wolfram snapped.
"As hot headed as ever." Murata mumbled. Murata walked further onto the balcony. "You're stressing out over something. What causes you unnecessary stress? When you figure it out, you'll have your answer."
"That's just it, I can't figure out what it is that is causing this."
"Then you really are blind." Murata sighed.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Murata rolled his eyes and leaned against the railing of the balcony. "Love truly is blind."
Wolfram blinked. "Love?"
"Yes, you're in love with Yuri. Anyone within a ten mile radius can see that. I know that you yourself know this. It was what Mama-san told you that really got you thinking wasn't it? She consistently mentioned your non-existant marriage. It got you thinking about the past, about Saralegui, and your future. You don't know what the future will hold since you're worried about Yuri. Face the facts, you're worried that Yuri won't go through with the marriage and he'll leave you in the dust, high and dry."
Wolfram didn't respond. He just clenched his fingers around the railing. He knew that his eminence was right. He was worried that Yuri would leave him. He hasn't made any moves to in the past, but, that could most likely be because Yuri refuses to think about the engagement at all. Yuri was always a wimp when it came to his feelings. He never took into consideration how it feels to him whenever he freaks out of the thought of marrying him.
It makes him feel that he can't make Yuri happy.
"It seems we have a guest."
Wolfram opened his eyes and looked down from the balcony. He looked over at the gate of the castle, a man on horseback was met by Conrart. They seemed to be talking to each other about something.
"Who on earth is Conrart talking to down there?" Wolfram asked himself.
Murata watched the encounter as well. "It seems to be a delivery of some sorts. A messenger perhaps."
Wolfram moved away from the balcony and headed back inside. "Whoever this is, messanger or not, he must be here to see Yuri."
"I suppose you're right about that." Murata moved away from the balcony as well and walked with Wolfram down to the throne room.
Once the two made it down there, they discovered that Yuri was already there with Gunter and Gwendal as well.
Yuri noticed them come in and smiled. "Ah there you are Wolfram, I was wondering where you ran off to."
Wolfram felt a small blush make its way onto his cheeks. But he ignored it. "I was busy. Nothing to worry about Yuri."
"Well, busy or not you woke up before me and didn't leave any warning as to where you went. Greta got worried herself when she found you gone. You usually wake her up so you can have breakfast together. She was disappointed when you weren't there."
Wolfram frowned. "Sorry about that." Wolfram looked around. "Where is she now?"
"She's with Anissina in her lab. She wanted to observe some of her experiments."
Wolfram sighed. "Of course, she was always the curious type." Wolfram walked over towards the throne and stood beside Yuri.
Everyone watched as the doors opened. A group of men walked in, their uniforms were all a blue color. A signature color. Small Shimaron. The leader of the group, who could be pointed out by the small amount of yellow in his uniform, more specifically in his vest area. He walked forward towards Yuri. He got down on one knee and rolled out the scroll in his hand. He cleared his throat.
"We come from the kingdom of Small Shimaron by his highness King Saralegui. He has sent us to inform you that, you His Highness the Maou of Shin Makoku, have been humbly invited to attend the ball that is being held in Small Shimaron. His Highness, King Saralegui, hopes that you will be in attendance as he looks forward to seeing all of his guests."
Yuri smiled to himself. "I see. So Sara is holding a party. What is the party for anyways?"
The man raised his head to face the Maou. "King Saralegui wants to gather all of his allies together so that he can keep his good word. He wants to keep trust and keep peace."
"I see." Wolfram said. He crossed his arms over his chest. "No doubt Yuri will accept since he and King Saralegui are very close friends. You can inform him that Yuri will be in attendance. We will also send out a message to him as well just to make sure he gets the message."
The messenger stood up and bowed to the Maou. "I will make sure he receives the message. Thank you for your time."
"Of Sara that I look forward to seeing him."
"Of course your majesty."
Gunter looked over at Josak. "Josak, escort them out."
Josak nodded. "Alright, let me show you out then."
As Josak lead the messenger and his men out of the castle, Yuri looked up at the blonde beside him.
"Hey Wolfram, why did you talk for me back there? I am capable of speaking on my own."
Wolfram rolled his eyes. "Perhaps but there was something off about him. I wanted him out of here as soon as possible."
"Off? What about him was off? He looked like on Sara's messengers. He had the uniform, the scroll, the symbol on his uniform as well. What was it about him that was off?"
Wolfram narrowed his eyes. "I could see hatred in his eyes as he spoke of King Saralegui. I saw hatred as he looked into your own eyes as well. I don't trust him."
Yuri sighed. "If you say so, all I saw was a man doing his job." He stood up from his throne and stretched. "Anyways, its tea time. I'm sure Greta is waiting for us with piping hot tea and some of Effe's sweets as we speak." Yuri walked away from the throne. He looked back at Wolfram. "Let's go, our daughter is waiting."
Wolfram smiled to himself before walking off beside his fiance. "We must not keep her waiting then."
Well wasn't that an eventful chapter. We got to see Saralegui, any Sara fans out there? I like him a bit. He's pretty cool I suppose. And besides that we also got to see Yuri and his demon half interact. Now, wasn't that something? Isn't plot great?
Did anyone noticed that slight hint at Murata X Shinou? I personally love this pairing. They're just so cute.
And sorry if Yuri's demon half is OOC, he doesn't really talk much so I can't really get a good read in on his personality.
Same goes for Shinou...I did my best okay.
And we'll get more into the plot next chapter. So review for my friends. I really appreciate it.