Now I know this is desperately short but I had hoped to give you something. Sorry its taken so long but I'd be sure to double the length in the next chapter :) Disclaimer, Hiro Mashima owns all rights to Fairy Tail not me.
Erza went home, frustrated, torn and deadly silent there was something about the aura around her that seemed calm yet terrifying. And it wasn't till later that night that she had fried her eyes to sleep over the humiliation she suffered in front of the King, who had become her enemy.
"How am I supposed to face him?" She whispered to herself as the last of her tears spread out neatly on her satin pillow.
Meanwhile, Mystogan say wide awake, his mind thinking, and calculation were not adding up.
He thought he had been teasing, and toying with her emotions but against his bitter sweet judgement he learnt of Erza Knightwalkers importance, not to just his kingdom, or guards...but to himself even.
There was a knock at his door.
"Proceed," he said quietly to the door.
The guard stalked into the room bowing at the foot of the bed.
"Your majesty you are needed in the thrown room."
Mystogan nodded and the man left... 'that was strange there wasn't anything recognisable about that man' , he wore the palace uniform but something about him didn't ring with Mystogan... Maybe there was a switch up since Erza no longer works as his guard.
He stood and walked down the long steady halls of his castle.
He wondered about Erza, if she was okay, as soon as she had spoken to the guard she had dispatched quickly and Mystogan was unable to follow her as he was invaded by Ultear's presence again. And maybe...just maybe, he'll admit Erza looked very wonderful, the dress was cut slimly to show every inch of her assets that she could possibly offer, not that Mystogan cared...or anything.
He felt strange as if he was being watched...like prey to a predator.
His mental alarm went off as he felt a brush along his shoulder and the material was cut, a knife skid across the hall floor he glanced back as another knife pierced his flesh on the same arm.
Oh no, is this assassination.
It would make sense, this is where the King is most vulnerable without its shield...Erza.
Another knife cut across the air, "Dammit," he growled sprinting to the window ahead, it's better to jump rather than be taken by a knife, he won't be a coward.
He sprinted ahead glass was his path.
Erza enjoyed a cake at the bar, it was early morning when the door to Fairy Tail was slammed open, and a bleeding figure limped it's way in. It upon notice the Fairy Tail members gathered around the unable figure.
"it must be Natsu, the sissy must have gotten it good after be dragged out of his 'baby'," she laughed to herself, the persona of a stone cold bad ass behind the wheel, however one he's out of a car suddenly death is standing with his scythe aimed at the Pink haired chicken.
But something played at the back of her mind, there is no way she could face that Royal blueberry if her life depended on it, she has practically begged to him, Erza Knightwalker is no beggar.
So she hoped for the better if she avoided the castle and the King it would all blow over, he'd find a woman of nobility and forgot all about her mistake of letting her frustration get the better of her.
It will all just go away, and so will Mystoga-
"Erza! I need Erza!" A voice broke through the crowd and it was none other than the blood covered victim she had assumed was the scaredy cat Natsu.
But beneath all that blood was the dark eyes of the King, and they weren't not only distraught...but they were desperate.
She stood at once.
"What happened?" She asked at his bowed figure.
"Assa-ssin...ation..." He coughed out before his body slumped.
His body was cut up pretty good.
It was the truth, somebody tried to kill him.
And Erza froze as a conflicting question lay on her mind.
"Should I help him?"