Give Wolfram Back To Me
A Kyou Kara Maoh Fanfiction.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the plot. Otherwise, this wouldn't be a fanfiction.
All rights belong to Tomo Takabayashi, Temari Matsumoto, and Studio Deen
Chapter 13
"I must admit that the food here is delicious. I gotta ask Catherine later to take me to the preparation room and ask the cooks to teach me." I scoop another spoonful of whatever it is called but tastes good.
"Teach you? Why?" Asked Adan curiously.
"So I will be able to cook some if these food when I feel like wanting to eat some." I then tried the odd-looking-but-good-smelling broth in front of me.
"I'm glad that our native cuisine is to your liking, but you don't need to learn how to cook it. You can just ask for it whenever you want to eat it." Adan said.
"Brother is right. You don't have to trouble yourself in cooking." Damian interjected.
"I want to learn how to cook it. It's not about there are people that can cook for me. And if you're worried about my abilities inside the preparation room... I can assure you that I can cook." I said showing a little irritation in my voice and a tone that say I'm offended by what they said.
"You are cooking?! You are born a prince, son of the former 'maou' which is the highest position in your country... And you cook your own food?!" Adan said with amusement.
"I cook not because we don't have cooks to do it... I cook because I want to. It happy, and it makes me happier when the people I love ate what I made and liked it." I said, recalling certain memories when I do the said activity. I stuffed my mouth with a delicious dessert after I said those words. Yum! I'm really gonna ask the cooks to teach me whether these two want to or not. Good thing that they didn't argue with me anymore after that.
But then I remembered something... something of much more importance than these delicious food. Me learning how to cook these can wait.
"Oh! but maybe you don't want me to because of what I said earlier." I started again.
"What do you mean?" Adan said, eyeing me curiously.
"Oh! Didn't I said that we would talk about this little stunt you did. And the more wrong it is that you didn't tell your parents. Don't think that you will get away with this even though this is your territory. I tell you now, you won't like what will happen if you choose to ignore my requests, especially serious requests. Well, you just picked the wrong person to keep in here. Deal. With. It." I said with confidence in my voice.
"How dare you speak like that to our princes. You cannot order them around! Respect them, you are in our territory. Know your place. You are just a guest here. Act like one!" Lord Nicolai shouted at me.
"Nicolai!" Damian and Adan shouted at him in unison. Sending a message that he should not mess with me and let me boss around. With these two on my side, I could actually dominate this entire country...they're nothing but putty on my hands and I can manipulate them. But my brothers would definitely disapprove of it and I also won't do it. That would be so low of me.. How about I put on a little show...
"I actually should be in my country right now, training my troops, protecting my king and fiance, entertaining my friends that visit once in a while, spending time with my mother and brothers, taking care of the princess, representing the Bielefeld lands in the trade and business talks in the capital, helping in military tactics, patrolling around the borders of our country and MORE! But these two, your PRINCES, who you wanted me to 'respect', just decided to kidnap me from my country and keep me in yours. I never wanted to be a guest here, just for your information. I have duties, responsibilities to do and it's piling up every minute I stay here. So don't you dare tell me not to let out my frustration on these two idiots because it's their fault!" I said, not shouting, but definitely louder and higher than my normal talking. I am actually standing up right now.
"Prince Wolfram, please calm down. It's true that everything is our fault and that you have every right to let out your frustrations on us. I'm terribly sorry for how Nicolai acted." said Adan trying to calm me down.
"I'm done eating. Meet me in my room when you're done. You've got a lot of explaining to do." I stood up, headed for the door and shut it with a loud bang. I so love myself. I'm so good.
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Shin Makoku
"So what are we gonna do?" asked the king. They are currently inside the dining room eating dinner. First time they are eating in there complete (except Wolfram) ever since the said prince was kidnapped.
"Well, since we don't have spies in there and we cannot assign spies in there... it would be hard to formulate a plan." said Gwendal. He is almost finished eating.
"If we only know something about the structure of their castle or even just the ways around their country, we could devise a simple plan to infiltrate their country first." said Gunter. He is finished eating and is just finishing his wine.
"The problem is we don't" said Conrad and wiped his mouth with a napkin and began to eat again.
"Then ask brother Densham or Lord Waltorana." said Anissina. Everyone then looked at her questioningly.
"And why should we do that?"Asked Gunter.
Anissina began, "Well, since Bielefeld and Karbelnikoff lands have traded with Hexzalia..."
"Still trading." Gwendal commented.
"Okay, trades... happy?... okay, let me continue. Since these two lands are most known for trading with Hexzalia, maybe they have been in Hexzalia for business and trade talk or even better, in the castle of Hexzalia." Everyone then looked at her dumbfounded.
"That's... a... Great Idea, Anissina!" the king said. "Gunter, Gwendal, send a letter for the ten noble families that there will be a meeting tomorrow noon or afternoon. No excuses! Include in the letter that it is very significant that Lord Densham von Karbelnikoff and Lord Waltorana von Bielefeld attend." said the king.
"We shall send the letters by pigeon right after dinner, your majesty." sad Gunter.
"Anissina is so cool!" said Greta. "I want to see you work on your invention to find Papa tomorrow morning... can I?"
"Why, of course! A lady like you must grow up not dependent on these men. You should see how a lady stand on her own feet." said Anissina confidently.
"Well, I'm gonna get my beauty sleep. I want to be my best when my baby gets here. Finish your dinner right away, everyone. You have a lot of things to do. Oh, I forgot to tell you. I'm going to continue of my cruising tomorrow, I will leave on evening." said Lady Celie and went out.
"Your mother still go on cruising while his son is missing? Seriously?!" Yuuri said, not believing what he just witnessed. Conrad and Gwendal just sighed in defeat and continue to finish their meal.
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Hexzalia
"My princes, why are you letting him treat you like that, and in your own country?!" said Nicolai.
"Look, Nicolai... We will tell all of you tomorrow everything! We promise. But right now, we need to talk to him right now like he said. And please don't treat him like that again. Remember, this is our fault and he has every right to do what he just did. Okay?... okay, we will go now. Brother Let's go." said Damian and stood from his seat. He then went for the door. Adan followed shortly.
Nicolai just stared at their retreating backs dumbfounded. Then he heard a laugh. He whipped his head to her direction.
"What are you laughing at?!" he said, annoyed. He glared at the still-seated lady.
"Well, it seems you haven't figured it out yet." said Lady Dominique.
"Quit these riddles. And just spit it out!" he said.
"Didn't you notice how those two look at that mazoku prince. It's like, they're... CAPTIVATED." said the lady and stood up."And I thought they would never look at someone that way. Love really is so mysterious." she said.
"L-love. You can't be serious..."
"Can't I. Recall how they look at him... How they listen to him... How they defend him... read between the lines. I thought you're a genius. The known genius and inventor in Hexzalia, Lord Nicolai Machinford. I expected you to notice, but I guess I'm wrong." she said and left Nicolai alone in the dining room.
(To Be Continued)