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CH 12: An Elf Thing

When the four stood proudly together the doors were opened for them to waltz into the main lobby, where at the top of the stairs sat a man, playing the piano. It was a mesmerising tune that took the four by storm, applauding even more vigorously then when Feli had sung. When he finished he closed it up, then glided down the stairs to stand before the ragtag group. Mathew almost felt unworthy of his gracious presence. "Alfred? What brings you to my kingdom?". His voice sounded more sarcastic then anything else but Alfred answered anyway.

"I need to ask ya about the Solemn General of Great woods". Alfred bowed as he finally gave his reason of bringing the others there.

"What would you want to know about him?". Roderick raise a brow, his eyes squinting and his nose turned up.

"Is he alive my king? If I gave ya a description would ya be able ta tell me if it was him?". Alfred asked, looking up to him still knelt.

Roderick raised his and from his side, motioning for Alfred to stand again. "That depends, on what condition do you need to know this knowledge?". Roderick standing like he was a marble statue.

Alfred arose when told, he took in a calming breath, the stood at attention. "I have a quest ta retrieve an item stole from King Ivan's volt. It was taken by an elf who claimed ta be the general so I thought ya might be able ta tell me if it was him or not".

Roderick stared for a moment, judging Alfred's intentions. "I will tell you, follow me. Your friend will have to stay in place though, or take a seat on bench or something". Roderick turned around then went right.

Alfred turned to the others and mouth 'Sorry', before following Roderick like asked. The two wondered down may halls, plastered in fine paintings and made with suits of elfish armour worn in times of war. Alfred's vision wondered over the long walls, admiring the many rare pieces that layered the surface area. He even took time to admire the cyan blue cloth under his feet carpeting the cold stone floor.

"Alfred, you wanted to know if the general was alive?". Roderick repeated the question.

Alfred looked back to Roderick, who had stopped in front of emerald green velvet drapes that hung low to the ground. "I did your majesty". The captain nodded in swift agreement.

"This elf, he spoke of his rank and power?". The river king asked, His gaze on the green drapes.

"Kinda...". Alfred felt a little flustered over the mention of the general.

"Did you see his face? Can you tell me features?". The king spoke more softer then usual.

"He had nearly white skin, short-ish blonde hair, longer then mine, it look rather messy, he had big green eyes, like emeralds not limes and he had hella big eye brows on him". Alfred put his forefinger and middle ones together and put them up to his eyebrows to make a point on there thickness.

Roderick looked to him and chuckled lightly. "I think you did meet him, did he look like this?". Roderick pulled on a golden rope, that pulled back the large drapes that showed off a large image of two men playing instruments, one who was identical to Roderick with out the glasses sitting by a piano, tickling the ivories and the other was... The general, but he was smiling and strumming a guitar.

"What? Th-thats him!". Alfred gasped when he noticed, the image was uncanny.

"Arthur's back that is good news". Roderick smiled, then closed the image up again, to which Alfred aw'ed like a five year old.

"Who's Arthur?". Alfred frowned, not connecting the dots.

"Arthur, was a bard like myself, once a young free soul, but that all changed when it came to the start of the war. Arthur changed from the fun loving prince of Green woods, next in line to Trulians-Keep, to a man who took up arms and lead his people into many battles, all of which he won, soon becoming known as The Solemn General, the wilder of golden green inhalator". Roderick stared to the green once again then sighed heavily. "He was my friend for a very long time, he help me and my kingdom out more times then I care to admit, but it all vanished when the first king of the celestial kingdom stole his soul and locked it away until now. Alfred if that truly was Arthur you met, he was no thief, merely taking back his soul from what he would see as the devil. That is the way of elfish law". The king turned to face Alfred who stared back in aw.

So his quest was in vain. Elfish law was before mans, that meant he was in the wrong. "Damn it. Ivan will not be happy". Alfred mumbled to himself.

"Ivan will respect the law Alfred, you should not worry about it, now is that all you require?".

"Hey thanks your highness, since ya helped me, I could help ya some how?". Alfred offered, his loyal duties kicking in.

"You can help. I've been warned about suspicious people entering my city, if you go out and respond to this possible fret, I will pay you however you shall chose". Roderick bowed slightly then walked back past Alfred.

"Sure thing". Alfred agreed. 'Arthur, I like it'.

When Alfred returned to the others he told them what they were to do now and like good soldiers they followed instructions. Before hand renting a place in an local inn near the castle. Then they went on the look out for these strange people.

That took them to now. Feliciano and Mathew had spotted a cloaked figure wandering the streets and loitering. He was 'suspicious' so all of them had taken a look at it, one by one lead into a dark ally way, not exciting until Alfred had found the others, letting them out of there boxes (No literally, Mathew and Feiciano were in box's, Feli said the guy who put him there told him to "Shush, your a box of tomatoes" apparently) and telling them to take Liza to an inn.

They headed off and when they were out of hearing range Alfred took a breath. "I know your there". He said, a slight wobble in his voice. The general didn't show."Come on out, I aren't gonna hurt ya". With that alfred threw his sword to the ground. There was a heavy sigh then the figure came from out the shadows. Looking up to Alfred, head held high like how Roderick acted in the presence of a commoner. Though Alfred was no mear commoner. "H-hey, I'm Alfred, or the captain of Unit star from the celestial kingdom". Alfred held out his hand.

The other, Arthur looked Alfred up and down, a scowl forming on his face. "Arthur Kirkland, Prince of the forest kingdom, rightful king of Trulians-keep, rightful king of the forest kingdom, solemn general of great woods". Arthur reluctantly took Alfred's hand.

"Well Arthur, it's nice to give ya a name rather then just the title". Alfred grinned as he shook Arthurs hand shakily. Even if he did know it previously.

"As to you Alfred... Why did you follow me? Other then to ask for my sword?". Arthur asked sceptical to Alfred's intentions.

"mmm... I well... it's strange to say...". Alfred pulled back his hand, scratching his blushing cheek.

"Strange as in dreams?". Arthur asked brow raised.

Alfred's cerulean eyes widened behind his lenses. "H-how do you know?".

"Maybe I'm not attacking you due to said dreams". Arthur grew a small smile, blushing ever so slightly him self.

"So, you mean you dreamt about us- me". Alfred corrected.

"What happened in your latest?". Arthur asked, smile gone frown back.

"Well... erm... I-I-I... we, we k-kissed!". Alfred blurted.

"So this isn't a one way thing". Arthur muttered to him self.

"No?". Alfred asked, a small smile himself. By the sounds of things, Alfred wasn't alone in his feelings.

"What would you do if I told you, I have dreamt the same?". Arthur asked looking up to Alfred's wide eyes.

"I-I-I would, I erm... don't know". Alfred looked away ashamed of his answer.

Arthur paused, like a huge build had forced him to execution and when his time to be saved came, the saviour pulled the leaver himself. "Alfred, you do feel for me do you not?". Arthur pushed, stepping forward ever so slightly.

"I-I-I... I don't know, I mean I've been having dreams, where we do stuff and we sappy shit like "I love you", but I don't understand why". Alfred looked back to Arthur blushing harder.

"It is an elf thing". Arthur sighed. "When he or she finds there true match, they get such dreams as a telepathic way to draw each other together to insure what the heart wants". Arthur bit his lip, shacking his head. "I have waited almost a thousand years for something like this then I met you and it is just at the wrong time". He sighed, feeling the tears swell up. Sure he wasn't one for crying but fate had a cruel hand in this and it was even more devastating then three hundred years with out a soul.

"An elf thing? really?". Alfred laughed chastely to that.

"Alright then, how do humans find there perfect partner and not have some way to keep it happening?". Arthur growled, holding his waterfall of tear the best he could.

Alfred stood stunned for a moment before shaking it off. "We have faith". He said quietly.

"Something I lack immensely, I assure you". The elf scoffed. "My faith has brought me nothing but pain and I do not with to embrace its merciless rath again".

"I believe my faith in the world brought me to ya, I kinda prayed I would see ya again after what happened". Alfred got over his embarrassing idiotic ramblings. Stepping closer and closer to Arthur. "And If an elf thing made me mad for ya so be it". Alfred raised a hand to brush Arthur's pale powder pink cheek. Arthur flinched at the contact then tried to relax the best he could into Alfred's gloved hand. "Ya gotta trust me Arthur".

Arthur took in a few more deep breaths before nodding and whispering, "I-I trust you, alright". His normally emerald eyes covered by his scrunched up lids.

"Arthur, I-I think I love you". Alfred hoarse, his heart beating so fast and loud he could hear it in his ears and feel it throb his chest.

"Alfred I love you, I think as well". Arthur chuckled softly that made Alfred felt like he was melting into gloop.

"Ya know I could make your dreams come true?". Alfred said suggestively, much more then originally tried to come off with.

"That has to be the cheesiest pick up line I have ever heard, even if it dose apply appropriately to our situation". Arthurs chuckle turned into light laughter.

"So ya don't want them to be real?". Alfred turned his head and pouted, that strangely worked for him, Arthur noticed, after opening up his eyes a smidge.

"How about, we clear up this situation first, then we can make dreams into reality?". Arthur offered, his own hands playing with Alfred's hair. Soft to the touch.

"Aw, can't we start now?". Alfred winged like a child.

"Stop acting like a youngling and I fear it we started, we would not be able to stop". Arthur smirked to the captain who wiggled his eyebrows back.

"Not even one small kiss? A widdle one, an little idy-bidy one?". Alfred asked, lowering his face closer to Arthurs anyway.

Arthur shook his head, looking to the left to the floor, chuckling again. Pushing Alfred with a couple of finger rested on the others lips. "Not even a little one". Arthurs sweet chuckling continued.

"Can I at least hold ya, for once? I don't think holding ya to sword point wasn't to cuddly if ya ask me". Alfred muttered passed Arthurs delicate fingers.

"Oh, you do not know of the fertility ritual?". Arthur cocked his head, seeing Alfred frown slightly, with the widest eyes. "That is a joke my dear, you seem to be lacking in your cultural knowledge". Arthur chuckled again.

"That, would of been like really super weird if it was true". Alfred laughed nervously to it. "And I'm not that uncultured, I know the people form the hot lands like pasta and tomatoes, alot". Alfred grinned smugly.

"Ah. Yes, the box of tomatoes". Arthur chuckled deviously, taking his arms back from Alfred, instead looping them around the knights waist.

"That wasn't cool man, poor Feli will be having nightmares for now on". Alfred scowled.

"And so will I with all the mercenaries after me". Arthur sighed, looking up to Alfred.

"Mercenaries? What they doing after ya?". Alfred furrowed his brows again, cocking his head to the side. "Do they want to get back the sword to cause they can't Roderick told me the whole thing!". Alfred rushed.

"So now you know the law and no, they have been sent by Fra- I should tell you this somewhere more private, this should not be heard by any ears. Only those I can trust". Arthur looked behind Alfred for sign of spy, there was none, but Arthur could not risk it. "Do you have a place we could talk about this more privately?". Arthurs green eyes full of secrecy and concern.

"I have a room at an inn". Alfred shrugged.

"Alright, to the inn". Arthur pulled up his hood, giving back Alfred's sword and then shoving Alfred out of the ally way, into the flow of people. "Where too?". Arthur questioned.

"I think we head over there". Alfred pointed to there next destination.

A/N: Please review, nobody's telling me if I F*ck up anymore... And I want to hear what you think, honestly I want to know! Oh and if you get some of the subtle references, good for you! (America: seriously dudes! review nd stuff!)! And also, i now have collage summer projects to work on so i may be able to add a new chapter this month, maybe... I will try my hardest! The story is just getting good! Yours E-Liberty.

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