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Storm of War	By : FlayraDowitcher Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 1886 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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***Summary: Set three years after Ivan obtained the throne, he, Alfred, and their council have expanded their kingdom and widened their friendship with other countries. There is one kingdom that refuses to submit to Ivan’s rule and may prove troublesome in the future. King Sadik continues to deny the peaceful propositions that are presented to him and Ivan is growing impatient. But how far will he go to obtain Sadik’s kingdom for his own? King Sadik may prove to be a more formidable foe than Ivan realizes and disaster may befall his kingdom. Ivan’s thirst for power may be his downfall and his kingdom would not be the only thing that suffers from his need to conquer.

***Okay guys, I’m attempting a sequel to a Storm of Sunflowers. Normally I don’t write sequels but I am willing to give it a go. I was thinking it over for a very long time and even though I started a new fic I believe I can handle two. I did not want this chance or these ideas to slip from my mind and I have also received many emails about writing a sequel. So many of you have enjoyed the first fic and I hope I can deliver the same quality in Storm of Sunflowers to Storm of War. Some bits may be lame so please forgive me. ^^ This chapter is a decently long one but because I’m choosing to write two fics the chapters may be short for both stories. I am also trying to find a decent balance between my length of chapters to suit everyone. ^_^ So please read on and enjoy!

***Warning: Slight language, mentioned violence

***Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. I am making no money off of this fic.

Storm of War

Chapter 1

It had been three years since King Ivan had ascended the throne with Queen Alfred by his side. Ivan had renamed the kingdom ‘Rusica’ and their new council had helped them make the kingdom prosperous and strong with very little confrontation. They had gained the friendship and loyalty of two other kingdoms while they continued to seek out more alliances. With Yao’s constant exploring and expeditions, they have found and befriended smaller kingdoms and countries. These smaller countries had very little organization and accepted King Ivan as their ruler, joining with his kingdom. Their empire was expanding and Ivan showed no signs of stopping his ‘peaceful’ conquering.

Their lives had faced very little trouble in the three years they had all been together. Arthur and Francis had been married, followed by Toris and Feliks, Ludwig and Feliciano, and Matthew and Gilbert. Yao was still off exploring and surprisingly Kiku had gone with him. The two were hardly ever grounded in the kingdom for long. Ivan and Alfred’s relationship had not wavered since they first confessed their love for each other. But recently, their relationship had become a little rocky due to Ivan’s intent on winning over a certain kingdom.

The kingdom was discovered by Yao in the second year of his exploring and though Ivan and the council tried many times to gain the kingdom its king had refused. The kingdom is called Madylia and it is far south of their kingdom. The land was lush and green with vast orchards of fruits and fields booming with crops. The land was so large and vast that expansion would be useful to the Kingdom of Rusica as it continued to grow. The land held many options for them and Ivan was determined to have it, even if it meant going against his wife’s wish and invading it. The Madylia king was strong and stubborn, never showing any fear or signs of joining Ivan’s realm. Many offerings and propositions have been presented to him but the king had still refused, which continued to anger Ivan. Ivan wanted to gain that land to expand his kingdom and he intended to have it, despite whatever objections his wife or council had for him. So one day, without alerting his council or letting his wife know, Ivan had sent an army off to the Kingdom of Madylia to display his power and strength in hopes of gaining the land. Their military forces were weak and Ivan was fairly certain that his army could crush them and force the king to surrender. His secret was kept hidden for a few weeks until word slipped out to Alfred.

Alfred stormed down the hallway of the castle, dressed in his best queenly attire for that day. His favorite colors to wear were blues and he had on a striking brocade design tunic of black and blue. He had a new crown made for him that would match his blue attires, keeping it the same as the traditional one but adding sapphires to the onyxes. His boots echoed through the hall and his cloak flowed gently behind him. Winter was on its way and the castle was starting to get chilly. But that was the last thing on Alfred’s mind at the moment. Servants bowed as he passed with words of ‘your majesty’, which were acknowledged with a few simple chin tilts in their direction. He had thickened out a bit as well, the three years of healthy food building up his body and strength. Alfred had even learned swordplay and took lessons in jousting. With time and patience, Toris had taught him how to read and write. He was not the same as he was when he first entered into this life with Ivan. Alfred was physically stronger in all aspects of his life, from his body to his knowledge. Ludwig had once said at a council meeting that Alfred would be a force to reckon with should he ever have his own kingdom. This was said, of course, during a meeting when Ivan wasn’t present. Alfred smirked in amusement as he thought back to that meeting before he found himself at the doors of Ivan’s office. The two groomsmen there bowed quickly to him and opened the doors. One groom let him in.

“Your highness: the queen.” The groomsmen stated as Alfred stormed in, his lips in a tight line and his fists clenched at his sides. Ivan smiled at him from his desk, lowing a paper scroll he was currently reading.

“Good morning, my queen. Did you sleep well?”

“I did, until breakfast came.” Alfred stated flatly as he started shifting through the various scrolls on Ivan’s desk.

“Did it not please you?”

“Hmph. The food was good, as always, but something did leave a bad taste in my mouth.”

“And what was that?”

“Oh, just some news that came with breakfast.” Alfred said as he picked up a scroll to skim through it. “Something about, oh, say a king who decided to send ARMED FORCES to a small kingdom without CONSULTING his queen, who happens to be his WIFE and fellow COUNCIL MEMBER.” Alfred said in an angered tone, glaring at his husband. “What’s the fucking deal, Ivan? Why are you sending forces without my knowledge?” Ivan smiled at him, drumming his fingers causally on his desk.

“Would you have said ‘yes’?”

“Of course I wouldn’t! You know damn well I would never agree to something like that! Still, it’s written law that before you can send out forces you need to consult with your council members first! You did no such thing!”

“Alfred, my love, you forget who MAKES these laws.” He grinned at him. “I make the laws. The judges approve them and the guards enforce them. But I am above the law, Alfred. I am the ACTUAL LAW here in this kingdom. I don’t have to follow the rules that I create.” Alfred shook his head.

“That’s not right, Ivan. Just because you are king doesn’t mean you get to pick and choose when you want to follow the laws!”

“Oh, but it does.” He chuckled softly. “Alfred, I have given the king of Madylia more than enough chances to join with us. He refuses. We need that land, Alfred. We can expand and produce so much more if we have access to that land.”

“I’m sure there are other kingdoms out there willing to cooperate, Ivan.” Alfred pointed out. “We should respect the king’s wishes and leave his kingdom alone. They are a small and neutral country who bother no one.” Ivan stood up from his seat then and walked around the desk so he was standing in front of Alfred. Alfred looked into those violet orbs with all seriousness and his hands planted firmly on his hips.

“Alfred, my rose, please try to understand. We have done everything in our power to befriend Madylia and you know that. The king will not listen to anything we say. We can help his kingdom grow and flourish into a much larger one. All he has to do is swear allegiance to me and to recognize me as the one true king. I have forces far greater than his own and if he doesn’t want his land to be conquered then he should swear allegiance to me. I fail to see any fault in this decision, Alfred. But as your husband and companion, I will hear your concerns.” Ivan already knew what they would be but he would humor him.

“It’s not right, Ivan. Invading his land and killing his armies is not a way to obtain his full trust. If you conquer his land by force and insist that he submit to you, then he will be forever resentful. It wouldn’t be his own choice and he may decide to turn against you. The other kingdoms all agreed to join with you on their own because they wanted to. The King of Madylia has different ideals and goals. We should respect that, Ivan.” Alfred rests his hand on Ivan’s chest, his fingers tracing the patterns on his chain of office necklace. “If we keep asking him to join maybe he will give in. I just don’t want something horrible to happen to you and our kingdom.” He focused his eyes on Ivan’s medallion, not wanting to meet Ivan’s gaze at the moment. “What if he has his own secret forces and his own allies? What then? There are still so many uncertainties and I wish you hadn’t sent an army yet. There is a lot to consider, Ivan…you fail to notice that. Think of our little one…you don’t want to put him in danger, do you?”

“I always have his best interest in mind.”

Their son, Gabe, was born from a surrogate mother that they had hired. She was a strong and healthy middle class young woman who gave over all rights to the child after he was born. Alfred had offered her the privilege of seeing him when she wanted but the girl had refused politely and they haven’t heard from her since. Alfred had suspected that Ivan had said something to scare her away but she was very calm when she stated that she had no interest in seeing the baby. And with Ivan’s law of being able to name a successor, their son was given the title of ‘prince’ and he was next in line for the throne. Alfred adored their son and Ivan showed just as much love for him as his wife did.

“How is this in his best interest? Sending an army off to attack a kingdom that may retaliate?” He looked up at him. “That’s not using your head, Ivan.”

“But look at all our son will have! I’m doing all the hard work for him! He will inherit a strong empire with many allies. He will carry on my reign of greatness!” He wrapped his arms around Alfred’s waist and pulled him close. “I care about our son, Alfred. You and him are my world and I would do anything for you to see you both safe and taken care of. But I still have responsibilities as king and I will have that land.” Alfred pushed away from him and glared.

“You are doing it the wrong way!” Ivan smiled and folded his hands behind his back.

“According to you.”

“Ivan, you know I have always supported you in your decisions but this is one that I can’t agree to! If you love me then you’ll call back your troops.”

“Alfred, I do love you and I want to give you everything. You would love that kingdom and its lands! Vast skies, beautiful meadows, hundreds of animals, ponds and lakes, so much!” He took his hands. “One of the things I have planned for that land is to build you a special little retreat where you can relax and play all day without the worries of court. You can bring Gabe there as well! The land will be perfect for you.”

“Ivan…” he sighed. “I mean it’s a wonderful thought and gesture but…but at the risk of something bad happening…”

“Nothing bad will happen.” He gently took Alfred’s chin in his hand. “I do apologize for going behind your back, my rose, but this is something I felt we needed to do. It may turn out well or it may turn out bad. If that were the case then I would have learned my lesson.”

“It’s just…I hate having to use force unless it is necessary. If someone were to kidnap you or Gabe I wouldn’t hesitate to attack them from all angles with all the forces we have to get you back.” Alfred said seriously. Ivan smiled at him and played with a few strands of wheat colored hair.

“My queen…I fear for the man who has to endure your wrath but please, trust your husband when he says he knows what he is doing. The troops are going to talk to the king first. If he refuses then they will fight. He may just give in and say ‘yes’.” He kissed Alfred’s cheek.

“Well…you may be right about him saying ‘yes’. I just worry that there is more to all this.” He looked at Ivan in worry. “I just fear for my family.” Ivan smiled and pulled him into an embrace, looking into those blue eyes.

“I know you worry for us and I appreciate it. You already know that I will tear the earth apart to find you.” He leaned forward to let their lips meet. “I’m sorry if I have offended you.”

“Just…don’t do it again.” Alfred said with a short breath. “Or I won’t be as kind.”

“Later, in the afternoon, why don’t we go for a walk in the snow? We can bring Gabe as well. I just love seeing you in that wolf coat and that cute hat.” Alfred smiled.

“Then you’re in luck for Gabe’s new winter wardrobe has come today.”

“I can’t wait to see him this afternoon then.” He brought Alfred’s hand up to kiss the top of it.

“Won’t you come and see him sooner than that? His chambers were my next stop after you.”

“I have lots of work to finish up here. Give his little blonde head a kiss for me.” Alfred smiled sweetly at him, forgetting the reason he was here in the first place. With another kiss and an embrace, Alfred left Ivan’s office and proceeded to Gabe’s room. The damage was done now and all Alfred could do was just wait for something to happen, whether it is good or bad. He would try to talk to Ivan more during their walk this afternoon.

Inside Gabe’s chambers Matthew was sitting on the rug, watching the toddler play with some painted wooden blocks. Arthur was looking out the window with his arms crossed but turned from it when he heard the door open. Alfred came in and greeted them before joining his son on the rug. Gabe smiled happily and giggled while sucking on the wooden block. Matthew took it from him and wiped the spit off on his own tunic. Gabe had very light blonde hair, a mix of Ivan’s silver and the blonde that runs in Alfred’s family. His birthmother had been blonde as well but his eyes were a perfect blue just like his. He held his chubby arms up to Alfred and gurgled. Alfred chuckled and lifted him into his lap, holding him close and kissing the top of his head.

“Good morning, my little one!” The toddler squealed as Alfred hugged him tight. “Mmm! I love you!” He kissed him again and played with his feet while he spoke to Matthew. “How’s he been?”

“He’s been fine. He ate his breakfast like a man starved and we’ve been playing all morning.”

“Perfect!” He kissed his son’s cheek and then turned to Arthur. “Did you know about this?” Arthur unfolded his arms and walked over to them.

“I just found out the same as you. King Sadik is not someone to be messing around with. And that stupid mask he wears!” Alfred turned worried eyes on him.

“I fear the same. I fear that he may have a lot more than he is letting on. I mean, his kingdom is very small and you’d think he would want to join with us to make it larger. Wouldn’t you be worried about a massive empire that was basically knocking at your front door, waiting for you to surrender? He just…seems to calm for my liking.”

“I taught you well.” Arthur smirked. “We both think that he may be HIDING something. For example, he may have his own allies in places Yao and Kiku have yet to discover. I have already sent a falcon to Ludwig’s house with the news. As of now there is nothing we can do but…prepare for what may come next.”

“Do you think it will be something bad?” Matthew asked. “I don’t want Gilbert going off to war!”

“Lets hope it doesn’t come to that.” Arthur said. “Right now we just have to sit and wait.”

“But while we’re doing that I want to see Gabe’s new winter clothes! Where are they?” Matthew smiled at his brother and stood up.

“I have them laid out on the bed, Alfred. Come look!”

Alfred stood up with Gabe in his arms and walked over to the bed. Gabe normally slept in a cradle in either his chambers or his brother’s. The brothers would alternate their nights with the toddler and their husbands never complained. Alfred smiled at the completed little outfits of clothes on the bed, from winter woolen tunics to velvet doublets to fur coats. Every outdoor coat or cloak had a set of mittens or fur hat. Alfred nearly squealed at how adorable the outfits are but then he remembered that it wasn’t ‘appropriate’ behavior. However, when his eyes met Matthew’s giggling ones Alfred couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear.

“They’re adorable!” He held Gabe above him in the air. “You, my little prince, are the most well-dressed little snow bunny this kingdom has ever seen!” Gabe just smiled and bit his bottom lip, letting out a spittle of drool that Alfred dodged just in time. He lowered him back into his arms, letting the toddler play with his necklaces. “We’re going for a walk today, Ivan and me. And of course we’re bringing our little snow bunny!”

“Gilbert is taking me ice skating tonight!” Matthew said excitedly. “Do you have any plans with Francis?” Arthur crossed his arms and stuck his nose in the air.

“I am not speaking to him.” Both brothers groaned in annoyance and Arthur narrowed his eyes at them.

“You know I hate to ask but fuck it. Why aren’t you talking to him?” Alfred asked flatly.

“That is none of your business! I’m just not talking to him. That’s all you have to know!”

“He winked at a girl again.” Alfred stated flatly.

“That big-chested tavern wench in the city tavern!” Arthur finished. “Can you believe he actually tipped her by dropping a coin inside her bosom?” Matthew scoffed.

“That’s nothing. One time Gilbert buried his whole face in a woman’s bosom because he was drunk off his chair. He split his mug of ale all over the floor and insisting he was drowning.”

“What did you do?” Arthur asked.

“I pulled him by the ear and apologized to the nice lady before leaving the tavern. I wouldn’t speak to him for a whole day.”

“Oh yeah, I remember when that happened.” Alfred said and then turned back to Arthur. “Are you really going to give him the silent treatment over that?”

“Damn straight I am! What would you do if Ivan did something like that?”

“Ivan wouldn’t do something like that in the first place. He’s got everything he needs right here.” Alfred said proudly and both Matthew and Arthur frowned in annoyance.

Once Arthur had had enough of Alfred’s boasting and Matthew’s squealing he left the room to go back to his office and look over some papers. On the way he crossed paths with Vash who had his nose buried in his finance record book. Arthur called his name and Vash looked up to see him waving. Vash closed the book and joined Arthur, walking beside him.

“I’m glad I found you!” He started. “I am livid! Simply livid!”

“So you’ve heard?”

“Yes! How did he manage to get an army onto our boats and sail away without ANYONE knowing? It’s bizarre! I just can’t believe it! Do you know how much money this stupid little skirmish is going to cost us?” He started flipping through his book.

“Lets hope it doesn’t come to that.” Arthur replied. “By the way, you went with Toris that time to visit King Sadik. What was he like? How did he…seem to you?”

“Sadik? I didn’t like the looks of him at all. He wears that mask and apparently never takes it off. Maybe he’s deformed around the eyes or something.”

“I mean more than that. Did he seem dangerous to you?” Vash frowned as he thought back to that meeting.

“He was easily amused by our proposals, I remember. He seemed oddly calm and that smirk never left his face. What are you suggesting?”

“I’m thinking that there is something more going on with the Kingdom of Madylia than King Sadik lets on. I fear that Ivan sending those men to lay siege on Sadik’s kingdom was a mistake and it will start trouble for us.”

“So what can we do?” Vash asked.

“It’s hard to say right now because we need to see what happens first. I think we should all find out as much as we can about King Sadik and advise our king not to send out any more troops.”

“Easier said than done.” Vash said with a frown.

When mid afternoon came around, Alfred was already heading out into the snowy courtyard to meet Ivan with Gabe. He was dressed in Ivan’s favorite long fur coat. The collar was pure wolf fur and more cuffed the trim of his sleeves and the bottom hem. His hat was circular and it matched his coat. Gabe was dressed in a white rabbit fur coat that stopped at his thighs. It matched Alfred’s in style but his hat had flaps to cover his ears. The leather string was tied under his chin and he also wore a matching shoulder poncho for extra warmth. Alfred adored the little snow boots with white gloves and puffy pants Gabe wore, making him look like a chubby little snowball. He knew Ivan would love the new outfit, now if only he could find him.

“Alfred!” Alfred heard Ivan’s voice calling his name and he smiled at the sight of his bundled up lover, waving at him. Ivan was dressed in his thickest purple doublet and vest and pants. He wore a heavy bear fur cloak around his shoulders but no hat. Alfred walked over to him, pointing him out to Gabe who squealed in excitement. Ivan laughed and met them halfway, holding his arms out as Gabe did the same for him. “There’s my son!” Gabe reached for him and Ivan took the toddler from Alfred, holding him close. “My son…” He said softly, kissing his slightly chilled cheek. Gabe gurgled and pats Ivan’s puffy cheek.

“Da….”

“I love when he talks like that!” Ivan cuddled his cheek to Gabe’s. “Come, let’s walk.” Ivan smiled at Alfred as he chose to carry Gabe while they strolled.

“I spoke to Arthur about what you did. He heard about it as well.” Ivan smirked and he gave a little chuckle.

“Word travels fast.”

“He holds the same concerns I do. We worry about King Sadik having secret alliances or something along those lines. He just appears to calm all the time and he doesn’t seem to worry or care about you trying to obtain his kingdom. I really wish you would call this whole thing off, Ivan.” Ivan rolled his eyes as they walked by the frozen fountain.

“Alfred, you keep looking at it from only one angle. Here, let me explain a few things to you that will help ease your conscience. Lets just say, for example, that one day Madylia and their allies invade us. We would have to retaliate to protect our lands and our people. Now, the more allies we have and the more armies we obtain, the better chance we have of no one ever trying to invade us. If we obtain King Sadik’s lands and kingdom then that is one less threat to us. In other words, invade first or be invaded later. That is why I want to own that land.” The two were silent for a short moment, the only sounds being the snow crunching below feet. Alfred tugged his glove further up his wrist as he spoke.

“I see your point, Ivan, but what if all that is wrong? What if we end up causing more trouble? We could doom our whole realm. That is what I worry about.” Ivan sighed again.

“You can’t maintain an empire just by sitting on it and doing nothing. That leaves you open to invasions and makes you an easy target for stronger kingdoms. It’s all a gamble, Alfred. One of our allies may choose to turn against us or they may not. There is no telling what the world will bring and I’m trying my very best to keep things peaceful.”

“But why don’t we just focus on building up our realm with what we already have?”

“Because I want more.” Alfred gave him a strange look.

“Ivan?”

“I want more, Alfred. I’m not satisfied with what I have now. I can obtain much more. I am young, strong, and powerful. I can do much more than I have already done. I have no limitations.” He turned at Alfred. “It’s not enough for me.”

“I can’t believe I’m hearing this! Ivan, you’re being selfish and you’ve grown power hungry! This is not what I expected from you!” Ivan frowned at him.

“Yet you helped me win my position as king, did you not?”

“That was different!”

“What makes it different? You wanted me in power.”

“That’s because there was so much more going on! But this…this isn’t how I saw you, Ivan.” Alfred started to walk away when Ivan’s voice stopped him.

“You forget that you are married to one of the most powerful kings in this world! Everything we have now you have helped me obtain!” Ivan walked over to take his standing position next to him. “You have helped many cities gain back their wealth and build up their society. You were able to do that because of the lands we gained that helped grow food and raised livestock. Sometimes for the greater good, sacrifices have to be made. Some will loose, but when it comes down to the world as a whole, it works out for the better.” Alfred turned moist blue eyes on him. “Think of all the extra titles you have. ‘Queen of Hope’, ‘Queen of Freedom’, ‘Queen of Mercy’, and many more I’m sure. How many lives have you saved from my death penalty?” Alfred smiled softly.

“A lot.” Ivan returned the smile.

“See? We balance each other out. Let the world fear and respect me while they adore you.”

“I know it’s necessary to have fear but-“

“But you wish it didn’t have to be so.” Ivan finished for him and Alfred nodded. “The world doesn’t work that way and you know it.” He took Alfred’s arm tightly in his grip and pulled the man closer to him. “No one will betray us because they all love you. I would have sent you to discuss terms with King Sadik if I wasn’t afraid the pervert would try to kidnap you. Invading him is the best thing to do.”

“So you’re worried about him trying to obtain ME?”

“It’s logical. Seeing as how you win the hearts of many all the time. You seem to forget that at most of our meetings you have to be present because everyone likes you. King Sadik is a little…odd…so trust me, Alfred, I know what I am doing. Leave this matter to me. I will worry about the invasion of Madylia and you will focus on being an excellent mother for our little one.” He smiled as he held Gabe out to him. Alfred smiled and took his son, cradling him in his arms.

“I’m more than just a mother, you know.”

“I know. Now, we’re not going to worry any more about this, correct?” Alfred looked at Gabe before answering.

“Yes.” He sighed. “I trust you, Ivan. Everything you said is logical and I just hope everything will turn out alright.”

“I will do everything I can to make sure that happens.” Ivan smiled and kissed him. “Look, it’s starting to snow again.” They both looked up to see the snowflakes falling from the sky. Gabe giggled as he clapped his hands, trying to get at the snowflakes.

“Get those snowflakes, Gabe!” Alfred laughed as he continued to watch his son clap at the snowflakes. He started to twirl around in the falling snow with Gabe, the both of them laughing happily as they did.

Ivan folded his arms behind his back and smiled at his family. Alfred never failed to amaze him with his beauty and he could look at him all day. Sometimes Ivan even considered having a statue made of him so he could always remember his Alfred just like this. He already had many paintings of him but a statue he did not. Perhaps he should lighten up on the ‘Alfred’ memorabilia stuff but he just couldn’t get enough of his beautiful wife. Every time they were at a social gathering, Alfred would light up the room with his jokes and conversations. During those times, the only thing Ivan could think of when he looked at Alfred was ‘mine’. Alfred had caught the eye of many nobles and ambassadors of all kinds from the surrounding kingdoms but he never noticed it. Ivan did though, and it came to a point where he had started sending Toris or Feliks to ‘warn’ the person about staying away from Alfred. Ivan wanted to keep ‘friends’ with his allies and punching them in the mouth or breaking their legs was not the best approach.

Then there was their son, Gabe. Ivan never thought he would be so happy to have a child of his own. Alfred had pushed for a baby and rarely could Ivan deny his wife the things he asked for. Well for smaller things, that is. The bigger matters in life they had to discuss. He had figured that Galina would be enough for Alfred but soon Gabe was born and he was of their loins. The boy would grow up to have Ivan’s height and stature but Alfred’s face and eyes. The light blonde hair would either match Matthew’s or end up pale like Gilbert’s. In some ways Ivan hoped that the hair would turn a little darker so it would be more like his. His eyes would most defiantly be like Alfred’s and Ivan knew that because when the boy would look up at him from his cradle, he resembled Alfred. Now Ivan had two sets of beautiful blue eyes to gaze adoringly in to. Sometimes he would lie awake in bed and watch the two sleeping, Gabe nestled protectively between them. Alfred would have Gabe sleeping between them every night but even Ivan knew that the boy had to learn to sleep by himself. Of course, when the boy did sleep with them he would cuddle the two as close to him as he could while he slept. Moments like those were what he treasured and if anything were to ever happen to either of them he was sure to go mad. But nothing would happen to them because he would never let it come to be. Although when a snowball hit him in the face unexpectedly and childish laughter was heard Ivan had decided that only HE could do ‘harm’ to his wife.

Meanwhile, Arthur was in his chambers that he shared with Francis, reading over the response letter that Ludwig had sent. The palace was big enough to house many small apartments inside of it. The only ones who lived outside the palace were Ludwig and Feliciano. Gilbert was entitled to a house since he was knighted but Matthew had refused to leave Alfred so they remained here. If Arthur had married a noble he would be able to have his own house as well but he had to go and fall for a perverted chef. Not just a chef but a fellow council member as well. Francis always thought it was cute and funny to take the opposing side of Arthur’s arguments or suggestions. Now the man had gone and dropped a coin into some woman’s cleavage right in front of him. Divorce had crossed his mind but then he always dismissed it, thinking that thought always out of anger. That was until his door opened and the sound of a lute playing filled the silent room. Arthur looked up from his letter with a frown, recognizing the tune.

“Good evening, my little dove! The world’s greatest love is here to woo you and adore you. Hear my song!”

“Someone shoot me.” Arthur muttered under his breath as Francis began singing in his mother’s language. Arthur attempted to ignore him, focusing on rereading Ludwig’s letter. The lute music and singing became louder as Francis danced closer to his desk. He continued to ignore the man but couldn’t help cracking a small smile as he recognized some of the words. He could hear ‘love’ and ‘beautiful’ and ‘darling’ inside the lyrics and they never failed to melt his anger. It just wasn’t fair! “Francis!”

“Yes love?” Francis paused in his music.

“You can stop that now. I’m still mad at you but not enough where you have to bust out the lute and song.”

“How can you still be mad at me? I told you I was sorry a hundred times. It was all for fun, Arthur. I know I sometimes get a little carried away but believe me when I say I am always in your bed at night.” He wrapped his arms around Arthur’s neck.

“You know I hate when you do those kinds of things, Francis. I know you are only doing it for fun and that’s just the type of person you are but you always seem to forget that those things can hurt me.”

“I know, I know. You get jealous when I’m paying attention to someone else.”

“I don’t get jealous.” Francis chuckled.

“You are a very possessive person, Arthur Kirkland-Bonnefoy. Did you ever think…” he started to unlace the ties of Arthur’s tunic. “That I do those things just so I can see how much you love me? The old gods only know how little you tell me you love me.”

“So all I have to do is start saying super sweet things to you and you’ll stop those wandering eyes? Hmph. Somehow I think you’re kidding yourself. That’s just the type of person you are and I just have to accept it.” He slapped Francis’ hands away. Francis huffed and placed his fists on his hips.

“Have you forgotten about that new stable hand? You know, the one with the dark hair, skin, and eyes? He walks around with his shirt off a lot and he’s a few years younger than you? Hmm…I do recall some wandering green eyes sneaking a peek as he worked the horses.”

“Oh yeah.” Arthur gave a little smirk as he remembered.

“And you didn’t see ME being childish with giving YOU the silent treatment or anything of the like!”

“No, you did not. However, he was sporting a black eye the next day and I guess I was to believe that story you told me about him ‘tripping’ over a water bucket?” Arthur looked up at him in amusement. “It has to be true, right? My husband would NEVER raise his hand like that in jealousy.” Francis smirked.

“I am a pure gentlemen and I never get into any scuffle with my fists. He DID trip over that water bucket!”

“And fell on your fist?” Arthur chuckled. “It was all my doing, not his. I was the one who looked at his bronze chest.”

“Oh, how little you know! I caught him tilting his head when you bent down to pick up your hat. I couldn’t let that go. He was looking at my wife’s cute little ass!”

“So why do you continue to do that kind of stuff with me? You don’t see me punching anyone out because you flirt with them.”

“That’s why I only flirt with the ladies.” Francis grinned.

“I hate you.” Arthur frowned.

“You love me.” Francis lifted him from the chair by the waist and carried him to the bed. “Now can we make up with a little cuddling? Please?”

“Just cuddling.” Arthur said firmly. “You’re still being punished for the whole coin thing.”

“Yes, of course.” Francis laid him down on the bed and kissed him. “I love you, Arthur. You know you’re the only one I want.” Arthur gave a little chuckle.

“I know.” He answered softly and suddenly Francis turned suspicious eyes on him.

“What’s wrong?”

“What?”

“What’s wrong? I know something is wrong, You get this little crinkle above your massive eyebrows when you’re worried about something. What’s bothering you love?”

“Ivan’s invasion plot.”

“I’ve heard. Don’t worry about that now, love. There’s nothing that can be done at the moment. Worry when there is something worth worrying about.” He kissed his nose. “Am I right?”

“Yes, you’re right. Maybe things will turn out better than I expect.” Francis smiled at him.

“Perhaps they will.”

“But I still can’t help this sinking feeling in my gut…and even Ludwig is concerned about Ivan’s secret decision.” Francis sighed.

“I understand your worries, Arthur, but put some trust in Ivan. He may be a little loopy but he’s not a total idiot. I’m sure he’s plotted the whole thing out in his head.” Arthur nodded.

“Lets just hope our troop comes back with never having engaged in any fighting.”

“Yes…lets hope.”

A month had passed without word or return from the troops Ivan had sent until one frosty, snowing morning when a messenger falcon landed on his windowsill. Ivan was going over some papers with Toris and Vash when they saw the falcon at the window. Vash proceeded to receive the falcon but Ivan chose to do it, opening the window to take the message from the bird. He recognized the colored band around the bird’s foot as one of the army falcons so it must have brought news about his troops. Ivan held his breath as he opened the small paper and read its contents. Toris and Vash exchanged glances as they watched Ivan’s mouth change continuously from a frown to a smile as he read the paper. They waited in silence, Vash being curious and Toris trembling like a leaf in a storm. Ivan looked up from the paper and smiled sweetly at them, yet they could see his eyebrow twitching slightly in annoyance.

“Our troops will arrive at our shores by this afternoon and they are unharmed. No battle was fought.”

“That’s good then.” Said Vash. “Right?” He raised his eyebrow, figuring there was more to come.

“Yes, it IS a good thing, however, our troops aren’t coming home ALONE.”

“What do you mean?” Toris asked, still shaking. “Don’t tell me they’ve brought a war to our shores!”

“No, no nothing of the sort.” Toris let out a breath of relief. “King Sadik is paying us a visit with his own troops to discuss the matter of my sending troops to his land. He wants to ‘talk’ with us.”

“You mean point and laugh at us?” Vash scoffed. “I’m sure he’s just bringing his own troops to ensure his safety but what pisses me off is that we have to feed his men while they’re here.”

“I don’t care about that.” Ivan said flatly. “I don’t want that man in my kingdom with his constant pissing on my proposals.” Toris felt sick to his stomach and the sight of Ivan’s slowly building anger.

“Um…um, your majesty…I, I think we should politely embrace his welcome with a feast. A peaceful welcoming so no one feels threatened.”

“You want me to break bread with him at MY table?” Ivan frowned at Toris who turned red from embarrassment.

“I-I just meant…what I mean is…” He turned to Vash for some sort of support in his case.

“We need to have some sort of social gathering with him when he comes. You seem to forget that he is a KING and it is only hospitable to be a gracious host. And Toris makes a valid point about the peaceful part. We don’t want to appear warlike to him. We’re trying to win him over not start a fight. AND, he is the type who gets offended easily.” Toris nodded in agreement.

“Hmm…I see your point.” Ivan sighed. “Very well. A welcoming feast it is. Alert Francis and tell him to start preparing the feasting menu. I want only the best meats and fruits and wine on those tables. Pull out our best table linins as well. It is winter so we shall decorate the dining hall with evergreens and holly. Hire that fancy decorator from the city, you know, the one who makes all those big winter arrangements with pinecones and stuff like that.”

“Are we having a feast or a wedding?” Vash frowned as he started mentally calculating the cost. “I don’t think we need to go overboard like this.” Ivan smiled.

“Nonsense! This is a welcoming party where we will discuss ‘peace’, eat, drink and dance! Let him see what a powerful empire I’m running.”

“By using linins and holly?” Vash rolled his eyes. “Fine. We’ll start making all the arrangements.”

“I’ll go and tell the queen.” Toris offered and bowed, wanting nothing more than to get out of that room.

He knew he could find Alfred in the nursery, as well as Feliks, who was mending a few tears in some of Gabe’s clothes. Alfred would be pleased about the feast but Toris did not want that man anywhere near this palace. He would have to quietly warn everyone to have a million eyes when King Sadik is present. Toris would also have to make sure that both Ludwig and Gilbert were present at the dais table. He could only hope that this feast, which wasn’t that far away in time, wouldn’t turn out to be disastrous. He took a deep breath when he arrived at Gabe’s chambers and knocked. The door opened and it was Matthew.

“Oh, hello Toris! Come in!” Matthew stood aside so Toris could enter the room.

“Morning love!” Feliks winked at him from his place at the window seat, busy mending a small pair of pants.

Toris smiled at him and then focused on Gilbert who was stationed on the bed. He held Gabe above him and was tossing him a few inches in the air and catching him, making the most obnoxious baby sounds Toris had ever heard. Gabe didn’t seem to mind and neither did Alfred who was picking up some scattered toys on the rug.

“What brings you here this early?” Alfred asked him with a smile.

“He’s come to play with us, right little neph!” Gilbert laughed at the little nickname he gave his nephew as he tossed him in the air again. “Come here, Toris! You can go next! We’re playing the Bird Game!” Gabe squealed and kicked his feet happily as he was tossed again. “I asked Feliks but he wouldn’t do it.”

“I like, couldn’t think of anything I’d like to do LESS.” Feliks answered back and Toris slapped a hand to his face.

“Honestly…” he sighed.

“Toris, what is it?” Alfred asked, walking over to him with slight concern. “Are you alright?”

“Well…I have good news and some small bad news.” Everyone stopped what they were doing to focus on him. “Our troops are arriving on our shores shortly and they never engaged in battle.”

“That’s a relief.” Alfred said with a smile and sigh.

“However…King Sadik and some of HIS troops are visiting our shores as well. He wants to talk to Ivan about, well, we assume ‘peace’ but we’re not entirely sure. So…Ivan is holding a feast in his honor so they can discuss propositions and terms.”

“So what’s the big deal?” Alfred asked with a smile. “I think this is a great opportunity to show the king that our empire is welcoming to all. People are likely to be more compliant when their bellies are filled with food and wine!”

“But…but Alfred…you haven’t met King Sadik. He-”

“Odd. I know, Arthur has told me many times.”

“Are we invited?” Feliks asked.

“Yes. I want everyone there to help keep an eye on things.” Toris said. “We can’t take any chances. I just rather everyone be alert and aware. Keep your eyes and ears open.”

“You’re really worried about this, aren’t you?” Alfred placed a hand on Toris’ shoulder. “Toris don’t worry about it. I’m a very good speaker and I usually win others over easily. I’ll keep everything low key and we’ll discuss issues without trouble. I’m just glad that we’re even going to be having this feast with him! It’s a great way to make friends!” Alfred smiled at him.

“I sure hope you’re right, Alfred.”

The night of the welcoming feast came and the dining hall was alive with members of the court and council. Ivan and Alfred sat at the dais table with Toris and Vash. Ludwig and Gilbert stood by either end of the table. A chair was left open beside Ivan for Sadik when he arrived. The hall was decorated from balcony to pillar with evergreen strands, richly decorated with boughs and ribbons. The court members were dressed in their best winter attire, except for the council members who all had to wear their uniforms. Alfred was dressed in a crushed red cotton tunic with gold trim on the cuffs and down the center. On his crown he had stuffed some small bunches of holly with their red berries between the holes. He had worn only a few ruby necklaces, which Gabe was thoroughly enjoying. Gabe was seated in his lap, wearing an outfit very similar to Alfred’s but in green velvet. He wore a small crown of decorated evergreen that he was always taking on and off. Ivan chose to wear his best silver undershirt and doublet, along with his chain of office, gemmed rings and of course his crown. Around his shoulders he wore the current boar pelt he had recently killed, which had been a very large animal. He wanted to wear it and show it off to King Sadik. Now he would get his chance, for he saw the dining hall doors open and an announcer come through. Ivan smirked, twirling his vodka around in his goblet.

“Presenting, King Sadik of Madylia and his party!” The announcer stepped to the side and bowed respectfully as Sadik entered the hall, followed by a few of his councilmen and guards. He was dressed in a long, button down green robe with a golden sash around his waist, adorning a sheathed jeweled dagger. Around his neck dangled gold medallions sparkling with various colored gems. His cloak was heavy red wool with a hood, which he lowered once he had entered the dining hall. He was not wearing his mask so his amber eyes could be seen more clearly. His hair was a short dark brown and light stubble covered his chin. He wore a soft smirk as he acknowledged the court members bowing to him as he proceeded down the center of the floor and to the dais. Both Ivan and Alfred stood, followed by the others at their table. Alfred wore a welcoming smile and Ivan had to force his. King Sadik smiled at them as well and gave a respectful bow.

“King Sadik, we are honored to have you here visiting our kingdom.” Ivan said loudly so the court could hear in his best sincere voice.

“The pleasure’s all mine.” Sadik said. “I thank you for allowing me to stay here in your palace for a short while. The wintery chill is very refreshing for where I come from the snow never falls.”

“Ah, yes, that is why you have such lush vegetation.”

“Correct.” Sadik’s eyes met Ivan’s violet and only Toris could see the invisible silver sparks being politely exchanged between them. Toris gulped and chugged his wine.

“King Sadik, welcome to our home.” Alfred said with a smile. “We have prepared a seat for you. Will you join us?”

“I would be honored.” He walked up the dais steps and let a servant pull out the chair for him before he took the seat. The others sat back down as well and Alfred ordered some wine to be poured for Sadik. “How is the wine here in your kingdom?” Sadik asked, watching as the wine was poured.

“We like to think it’s at the top of the list for best wine.” Alfred answered. “We have many vineyards here. Do you produce wine?” Sadik took a sip of the wine and smacked his lips.

“Hm. Sweet, but very good.” He smiled at Alfred. “We do produce wine but ours is more dry and strong.”

“We produce that type as well.” Ivan stated. “I’m a vodka drinker myself.”

“My tongue cares not for it. Wine has more variety in flavors.”

“I agree with you.” Said Alfred. “I don’t mind Ivan’s vodka but wine or ale suit me better. Ah! Gabe!” Alfred chuckled as he took a napkin and wiped the gravy from Gabe’s chin.

“King Sadik, I would like for you to meet our son, Prince Gabe Braginski.” Ivan presented his son who just blinked at Sadik and stuck his fist in his mouth.

“He’s a very cute little guy. He has his…mother’s eyes?” Alfred nodded with a polite laugh.

“Yes, he was sired from a surrogate mother that we both laid with, so yes, he does have my eyes. Thank you for noticing.”

“I couldn’t help but notice. Blue eyes are extremely rare in my kingdom as are purple. Must be the snow. May I be so bold as to say you have a very beautiful wife and a handsome son?” He smirked at Ivan who forced a smile.

“That is bold, my friend, but certainly not untrue. I am well aware of the beauty my wife holds.” Ivan smiled at Alfred and took his hand in his own. Alfred gave a polite flush and thanked them both for their compliment.

“Please, why don’t you fill yourself up with some food before my husband discuss the current issues with you.” Sadik smiled at Alfred and lifted his goblet.

“A wise man. But first, let us share a drink and a toast, just between the three of us.” Ivan forced another smile and held up his goblet.

“A fine idea.”

“Of course! To new friendship and peace!” Alfred said as he held his goblet out to clink it with the other two.

“So, what do you think?” Vash asked the others, being Arthur, Feliks, and Feliciano. The four of them were by one of the tables sharing in some wine as they watched the pleasantries that went on at the dais table.

“Ivan looks ready to claw Sadik’s eyes out.” Arthur said flatly, sipping his wine. “Once again, Sadik is very calm despite being in possible enemy territory.”

“His guards are scary…and they dress funny.” Feliciano said.

“I think they have a great eye for color.” Feliks pointed out. “My husband, like, looks ready to pass out up there.” Even though he was making it into a joke, Feliks wouldn’t take his eyes off Toris just incase his husband DID faint.

“Alfred seems to be having a good time.” Vash said with a sip of his wine. “He appears to be winning Sadik over, at least.”

“As far as we can tell.” Arthur said around the rim of his goblet. “Hey, look who’s here.” Arthur jutted his head to the doors where Heracles had just entered and spotted them.

“Ah, good, some more insight. Toris said he was inviting him.” Vash stated as Heracles walked over to join them.

“Good evening everyone. Feliciano, always a pleasure.”

“Ve~ always nice to see you too!” Feliciano rarely visited at court so the two hardly saw each other.

“Herk, what do you make of all this?” Arthur asked him, pointing to the dais table. “You read the reports I’ve sent.” Heracles looked at the table and shrugged his shoulders.

“Looks peaceful to me. We won’t know until he and Ivan talk about it. Have they?”

“Not yet.” Feliks said. “They just sat down to eat.” Heracles nodded.

“I am a judge so I’m assuming I should go and introduce myself. It is only courtly.”

“We’ll exchange formalities at the group meeting tomorrow.” Vash told him. “Keep your eyes and ears open.”

“Of course. Good seeing you all again. I should be back.” Heracles picked up a wine goblet along the way as he approached the dais. Alfred noticed him first and he smiled brightly, welcoming him to the table. “Good evening, your majesties.” He said softly.

“Yes, good evening.” Ivan replied before looking to Sadik. “This is one of our friends, Judge Heracles.” Heracles bowed his head to Sadik in greeting and the man smirked.

“Ah, a judge. I would like to hear more about your judicial system. I understand it’s a bit different from my own.”

“That is something we would all have to sit down and exchange.” Heracles replied. “Perhaps at a council meeting?”

“Of course.” Sadik drank more of his wine.

“Well enjoy your dinner.” Heracles said to him and bowed again. “I hope will we be talking soon.” The three watched him leave before Ivan turned back to Sadik.

“Once we are finished with dinner, would you like to take a tour of the gardens while we speak? The hedges are trimmed and designed in a delightful manner. I think you will enjoy them.”

“I love works of art. Just the two of us and some guards though. I don’t want your wife catching cold.”

“That’s very considerate of you.” Alfred said with a smile. “I will have to be putting Gabe to bed soon anyway. Please, eat and enjoy.”

“My pleasure.”

After they had finished dinner, Ivan and Sadik took some guards and began their stroll through the garden. Ivan had chosen Ludwig and Gilbert as his guards, of course. The guards had to stay far enough away where they could not hear the conversation but close enough to attack or defend on demand. Both men walked in silence for the beginning of their stroll except for when Ivan pointed out a particular hedge. It seemed that both of them were waiting for the other to bring up the topic at hand. The snow had accumulated more since the morning and they were ankle deep in snow. Sadik clearly was not used to snow in the slightest and it was obvious. Ivan chuckled and turned him into the garden.

“How are you liking the snow?” Ivan asked him.

“I enjoyed the snow flurries this morning but this isn’t very pleasant. It appears to be soaking through my boots. My kingdom does not make such boots as yours to protect from the snow.” Ivan saw that as an opening.

“They’re not just made for snow but for water as well. I would gladly export them to your kingdom for I know you have many fresh water lakes and ponds.”

“That we do. And thanks for the offer but I don’t need your products or your munificence. So stay the hell out of my kingdom.” The answer came so bluntly that even Ivan had to blink a moment or two to register it. The two paused in their strolling to exchange dangerous glances.

“I only wish to further my production and expand my land as you do.” Ivan replied.

“Who says I want to expand anything? You may have many allies and friends but make no mistake about my own government. My business is my own and I will not go any further in my explanation to you. Do not think you have money and power over me, KING Ivan. You consider yourself a threatening force but so am I.” Ivan’s frown slowly started to crawl into a grin and he folded his hands behind his back.

“Is that a threat?”

“Consider it a warning…and maybe a ‘concern’.” Sadik returned the grin. “I’m a force to be reckoned with and don’t you forget it.”

“I hate to burst your little ranting here, but I didn’t get to where I am now by being scared or threatened by tiny kingdoms.”

“My kingdom may be tiny…or it may be very big. Like I said before, that’s not your business.” His grin turned into a smirk. “Let me give you another warning, dear friend. Should you continue to pursue this false hope of obtaining my lands than I fear I will have to retaliate and it won’t be in the way you’d expect.”

“Oh? Would you be so kind as to share?” He asked sarcastically.

“Absolutely. You see, you have a beautiful wife and very precious son. Should you continue your little campaign I will kidnap them, I will fuck them and then I will kill them. By myself or another, I’ll leave that up to YOUR imagination.” Ivan’s features turned dark and his eyes widened dangerously. His grin now dropped to a sneer and his hands were clenched into fists.

“How dare you make such bold threats on my soil! Lets get something straight here, KING Sadik. I don’t back down from anyone or anything. I always get what I want. Always! I show no mercy to my enemies.” He took a step forward while Sadik took one step back. Gilbert, Ludwig, and the other guards saw the change and they all readied their swords. “Once I invade, obtain, and conquer your kingdom, I will personally disembowel you in front of your people and drag you through the kingdom by your entrails.” He grinned as he noticed the slight twitch of Sadik’s eyebrow. “Then I will cut your body up into small pieces and nail them all over your capital city. Your people will prosper but you will suffer dire consequences. Consider this a ‘warning’ and a ‘concern’.”

“So this may become a war then.” Sadik said darkly. He moved closer to Ivan so they were now eye-to-eye and nose-to-nose. They matched each other in height. “And don’t think I’m frightened by your detail description of my death for I can be just as brutal and I’ll strike where it hurts. You like disemboweling and I like burning.” He smirked. “But I wouldn’t burn you.” He chuckled. “I’ll let you do the guessing on that. Threaten me I’ll threaten you, whether our threats are empty or not. And now, I will take my leave of your kingdom.” Ivan gave him a dark grin.

“I wish you safe passage. Perhaps we can come to ‘peaceful’ terms over time.”

“Perhaps we have different ideas of peace.” Sadik gave him a bow and a smug smirk.

“I guess one of us will be surprised then.” Ivan grinned and bowed in return.

End Chapter 1 TBC

***Lots of dialogue in this chapter. Forgive me. (bows low) Reviews please! I need to know if the sequel is worth continuing! Review or email. Suggestions are ALWAYS welcomed! Thanks so much! XOXOXO
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