Teach me sadness and Pain
Title: Teach me sadness and pain
Genre: Angst, Romance, Drama
Music: None
Summary: What's this, Wolfram is cheating on Yuuri? What happened? Why is everyone hiding it? But what's the point of hiding anyway, now that Yuuri had saw it in his own two eyes? He felt betrayed and angry and there is only one person who is there...the Tsuki... his very own bestfriend who promised to help him no matter what. But what will our merciful maou do? If he had grown to love Wolfram? And what's more...the Sage is hiding something that can confuse the king more...
On the other hand…
“Your Majesty, Wolfram is on… erm… patrol duties…” Gunter invented.
“I see, then we have to wait for him then” Yuuri smiled brightly.
“Why, Your Majesty, is the presence of all of us, not enough?” Gwendal grumbled.
“Yes, even the advice of you, Gwendal, Gunter and Conrart will be enough… but as Wolfram is my fiancé. I think it is only right that I respect his presence” he said still with his fake smile.
They didn’t know what to say, Yuuri had never regarded Wolfram as his fiancé. But now he…
The door opened. A very ruffled looking Wolfram came in, his face looks horrible! He seemed to find a way to comb his hair but his eyes has bags under them.
He wore a look that says he had been making love all night. His cravat is tied messily. His blue uniform crumpled.
“I’m sorry, I’m late” he said.
“Ara, Wolfram where did you come from?” Yuuri asked with a cute innocence.
“I… I came from the Castle town…” he tensed up.
Almost everyone nearly smacked their foreheads. They look at the king who still looks unmoved and he said “It must be tiring to have patrol duties and go to the town isn’t it?”
Wolfram’s emerald eyes widened. Everyone sighed in relief. Some even thank Shinou for giving them a very naïve Maou or so they thought.
“Of course it is! Wi…” but he stopped in mid-track. It wouldn’t do to insult Yuuri now.
“I trust everyone is here now?” Yuuri asked.
“Yes, you Majesty” Gunter said.
“Wait, Lord von Kleist” Murata said finally talking.
“Where is the Corporal of the Left Division of the Main Army?” he asked sharply.
“The corporal of Left Division? Ah, Corporal Lancelot Marguerite!” Yuuri exclaimed.
“How did you know about him, Your Highness?” Conrart asked almost fearfully.
“You must have forgotten that I asked for the list of the soldiers of our army with their profiles…” Murata asked glasses gleaming.
The whole room had the same thought ‘Don’t tell me he memorized all of the names?’ but then they reminded themselves that it was Murata Ken, the Great Sage, the person who have the memory to remember all of his past lives.
“Corporal Marguerite is sick, You Highness” Conrart frowned.
And just about when he said it, the door opened revealing the Corporal. Another smack on the forehead.
“Ah, you are Corporal Marguerite right?” Yuuri asked smiling.
The corporal bowed, more of like inclined his head.
“Yes, I am Your Majesty” he said regally.
“Where did you come from?” Yuuri asked.
“I was at home, Your Majesty, my…er… Mother was sick”
A bigger smack on the forehead…
But like the first time, Yuuri showed no since of wonder instead he turned to Giesela…
“Miss Giesela, can you do me a favor. Please supply Corporal’s mother with some medicine she may need for the disease seemed to be moving to one person to another” he said sweetly.
Giesela jumped and said a shaky yes.
Yuuri averted his direction to the room and he looked at them all.
“Now, that everyone is here…I would like to discuss the affair of His Excellency, Lord Wolfram von Bielefeld to the Corporal of the Left Division of the Main Army, Lancelot Marguerite”
Genre: Angst, Romance, Drama
Music: None
Summary: What's this, Wolfram is cheating on Yuuri? What happened? Why is everyone hiding it? But what's the point of hiding anyway, now that Yuuri had saw it in his own two eyes? He felt betrayed and angry and there is only one person who is there...the Tsuki... his very own bestfriend who promised to help him no matter what. But what will our merciful maou do? If he had grown to love Wolfram? And what's more...the Sage is hiding something that can confuse the king more...
On the other hand…
“Your Majesty, Wolfram is on… erm… patrol duties…” Gunter invented.
“I see, then we have to wait for him then” Yuuri smiled brightly.
“Why, Your Majesty, is the presence of all of us, not enough?” Gwendal grumbled.
“Yes, even the advice of you, Gwendal, Gunter and Conrart will be enough… but as Wolfram is my fiancé. I think it is only right that I respect his presence” he said still with his fake smile.
They didn’t know what to say, Yuuri had never regarded Wolfram as his fiancé. But now he…
The door opened. A very ruffled looking Wolfram came in, his face looks horrible! He seemed to find a way to comb his hair but his eyes has bags under them.
He wore a look that says he had been making love all night. His cravat is tied messily. His blue uniform crumpled.
“I’m sorry, I’m late” he said.
“Ara, Wolfram where did you come from?” Yuuri asked with a cute innocence.
“I… I came from the Castle town…” he tensed up.
Almost everyone nearly smacked their foreheads. They look at the king who still looks unmoved and he said “It must be tiring to have patrol duties and go to the town isn’t it?”
Wolfram’s emerald eyes widened. Everyone sighed in relief. Some even thank Shinou for giving them a very naïve Maou or so they thought.
“Of course it is! Wi…” but he stopped in mid-track. It wouldn’t do to insult Yuuri now.
“I trust everyone is here now?” Yuuri asked.
“Yes, you Majesty” Gunter said.
“Wait, Lord von Kleist” Murata said finally talking.
“Where is the Corporal of the Left Division of the Main Army?” he asked sharply.
“The corporal of Left Division? Ah, Corporal Lancelot Marguerite!” Yuuri exclaimed.
“How did you know about him, Your Highness?” Conrart asked almost fearfully.
“You must have forgotten that I asked for the list of the soldiers of our army with their profiles…” Murata asked glasses gleaming.
The whole room had the same thought ‘Don’t tell me he memorized all of the names?’ but then they reminded themselves that it was Murata Ken, the Great Sage, the person who have the memory to remember all of his past lives.
“Corporal Marguerite is sick, You Highness” Conrart frowned.
And just about when he said it, the door opened revealing the Corporal. Another smack on the forehead.
“Ah, you are Corporal Marguerite right?” Yuuri asked smiling.
The corporal bowed, more of like inclined his head.
“Yes, I am Your Majesty” he said regally.
“Where did you come from?” Yuuri asked.
“I was at home, Your Majesty, my…er… Mother was sick”
A bigger smack on the forehead…
But like the first time, Yuuri showed no since of wonder instead he turned to Giesela…
“Miss Giesela, can you do me a favor. Please supply Corporal’s mother with some medicine she may need for the disease seemed to be moving to one person to another” he said sweetly.
Giesela jumped and said a shaky yes.
Yuuri averted his direction to the room and he looked at them all.
“Now, that everyone is here…I would like to discuss the affair of His Excellency, Lord Wolfram von Bielefeld to the Corporal of the Left Division of the Main Army, Lancelot Marguerite”