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Tempus Vernum	By : FlayraDowitcher Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 1527 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 10

Of all the fairies and creatures in the kingdom, he had to bump into Ivan. Gilbert had to tilt his head to look up into red eyes, which have yet to revert to the normal purple when in human form. He couldn't read the expression on Ivan's face, either. The male was wearing a small smile but his brows were furrowed, and Gilbert also noticed that Ivan did not retract his claws. Currently, Ivan's hands were at his sides, the claws tapping in rhythm at the hips. In the past Gilbert had never really feared Ivan; but at this moment things happened to be different, and just how much did Ivan hear of his conversation with Ludwig? He already had one secret with Ivan, when they had slept together some time ago, and now there was this one with Ludwig. Gilbert was afraid to ask, but knew he had no choice. Ivan could be sweet, gentle, and kind at times but has been known to be very violent. Luckily, Ivan chose to speak first.

"He's quite the gentleman, isn't he? Our little human monk." Ivan said with a bright smile. "And such restraint on his end, to deny the pleasures of you."

"Ivan…just how much did you hear?" Gilbert rests his hand on the top of his hilt, just in case this discussion became heated.

The phantom black dog crossed his arms over his chest. "Oh, enough to know that I will never hear those words from your lips spoken for me."

Gilbert felt a shudder go through him when he heard Ivan's answer. "Ivan, what we had was just a fling. You know how fairy hearts work and if I didn't feel anything for you after our time together then nothing can become of us. You and I are too different."

Ivan's gaze narrowed. "And you and a human aren't? I'm pretty sure I heard it straight from Ludwig's mouth that he does not want a sexual relationship with you because you are a fairy." Gilbert shook his head. "I heard what he whispered to you." Ivan leaned in closer so their noses were only inches apart. "I saw how your body shuddered at his little confession and I could sense the blood rushing in your veins. But Ludwig honors his vows, as well as the ones you took with your 'husband'. Why do you want to defile those 'sacred' vows?"

The Winter Fairy angrily shoved past him. "You know what? This is none of your damned business! Why am I even talking to you?"

Ivan turned his head and said, "Because I can tell the king and your husband about Ludwig, as well as when we were together."

Gilbert's feet froze in mid step as if an icy hand had reached out from the ground and held both his ankles. Even his body went cold, with his limbs and tongue going numb with an inner frost. If Ivan were to tell of their time together then everything he had now would be ripped away from him and his chance (though small) at becoming a Fairy Knight was over. Not only would he lose his new status as 'prince', but also the favor (what little there was) of King Roderich. If he lost favor and support from the Light Royals then he was left alone to suffer at the hands of Arthur. Roderich and Elizaveta owned him nothing so why would they want to interfere? Alfred could very well order to have Ludwig's head removed from his shoulders; and even Gilbert's own for that matter. Yet the removal of his pretty head wouldn't be for loving a human but for the soul reason of sleeping with a creature like Ivan. He knew little of Ivan's actual background or where the dark beast had come from but heard enough about it from Arthur over the years. Ivan's universe overlapped their own realm and that of the human world, which was how Ivan had the power to foresee the death on earth. Ivan's races of black beasts were also frowned upon by the fairy world for being a 'lesser' species. To fornicate with one was to disgrace yourself and that of your race, family, and title. King Arthur had enough 'dark rumors' about him already and he sure as hell would not take kindly to Gilbert adding to it. And his biggest issues may not even be the king and his husband, but that of the Pure Bloods, should these deeds reach their ears. He feared those crazies more than he did anyone else. How could one stupid mistake that happened SO long ago affect him so terribly?

Finally finding his voice and the strength to walk again, Gilbert slowly turned around to face Ivan. "Are you threatening me, Ivan? Are you trying to blackmail me into loving you or caring for you?" He narrowed his pink gaze as he stalked towards Ivan. "My fairy heart has made its choice; something that I can have no control over, and this heart does not sparkle for YOU!" He saw the look of hurt blanket Ivan's face yet he felt no remorse. "If you tell on me, then I can either be killed or incarcerated, and then you won't have me at all! Is that what you want? Do you want for me to be killed?"

Ivan's dog ears lowered against his head. "I don't want you hurt, Gilbert."

"Then help me." Gilbert added softly. "Help me to keep my secrets; our secrets." He took Ivan's hands in his own for now he had an idea that should secure Ivan's silence. It was a cruel and dirty trick, but it was one necessary that would save his life. "I can't be your lover, Ivan, but I can be your friend. And friends keep each other's secrets and make each other happy. I need you to help watch out for me here, like you've always done, and to keep an eye on Ludwig as well. If you want me to keep being your friend and caring about you, then you have to accept my feelings for Ludwig and tell no one. That will make me happy to call you a friend. Understand that my heart beats only for him now and no other. I cannot change destiny. It's just the way things are here." He could see Ivan was taking in everything he was saying for the pure hurt was written all over his face. Gilbert didn't care to have Ivan as a friend but the creature knew way too much about him to be ignored or kicked to the side. He felt dirty for lying to Ivan, but it was a necessary evil right now. "Do you understand?"

"Yes Gilbie, I understand." Ivan replied, his voice echoing with the whimpers of a true dog.

"Remember, your heart can change, but mine can't. It's a curse."

"Then I will do it for you, Gilbert, but no one else."

He smiled. "Do you promise?"

"Yes."

"You're a good friend, Ivan."

Ivan pulled away from him, returned to his dog form, and just walked away without another word. Gilbert was going to call to him but the form of Ivan slowly disappeared from sight. Gilbert felt slight remorse for the hurt and pain he must have just caused Ivan but he could not let the creature speak of what he knew. Now this was just one more thing to worry about, as if he didn't have enough already. But Ivan was quickly forgotten about when his thoughts drifted back to Ludwig and the human's words to him. Gilbert felt the tears welling up in his eyes again, for it was only his fairy heart that could make him feel this way. It was so unlike him, but he could not deny the strength and power of his heart; this accursed thing!

"Perhaps I should go and visit Kiku before he leaves with Francis." Kiku was known for his skills in medicines and for his words of wisdom. Gilbert knew that his constant heartbreak and worry would keep him from achieving sleep, keeping good health, and affect the way he interacts with others. Yet he would have to try and think of another reason why he felt this way without letting Kiku know that he is in love with Ludwig. While Kiku was trustworthy enough, he had a strong relationship with not just Francis, but both Alfred and Arthur as well. As a good friend, he may feel inclined to tell them about the situation. But he would still need some herbal teas and other medicines to help him sleep and keep him calm. Maybe he could pull an irrational fear of becoming like 'Arthur', who can change into a female and have children. Kiku may fall for that, simply believing in the fear of producing children- especially producing them with Alfred. He could also throw in Alfred's infidelity as a constant worry on his end, even if he doesn't care who or what his husband fucked- so long as it wasn't him. Gilbert wanted no one else but Ludwig; he didn't even want to fornicate with anybody else who wasn't that human monk.

So he decided to go see Kiku, who's room was on the bottom floor near the servant quarters. He barely paid any attention to the other fairies he passed that had greeted or bowed to him. When he approached Kiku's room he saw that the door was slightly ajar and he hoped that the fairy was in there. Gilbert pushed the door open a bit to stick his head in, searching the room for Kiku. The smaller fairy was at his writing desk, which was surrounded by decorated pots filled with things like leaves and herbs. Kiku turned when the door opened and bowed his head to Gilbert.

"I should address you as Prince Gilbert now."

"Just Gilbert is fine for now. We're not amongst nobility."

"Well then, Gilbert, how may I help you? It is not often that you come here to my room." Kiku stood up from the desk and walked over to Gilbert.

Gilbert twiddled his fingers as he spoke. "I was hoping you'd have something that would help to calm my nerves."

"Nerves?" Kiku looked surprised. "That is very unlike you, Gilbert, to have 'nerves'. You get ON people's nerves." The joke was spoken lightly, without Kiku even cracking a smile.

"Oh, we are NOT amused." Gilbert glared at him. "But seriously, I need something to help me stay calm and to help me stay asleep at night."

Kiku walked around him to close the door and offered Gilbert one of the chairs. "Sit and tell me what is brothering you then."

"Well, my first fear is irrational, I know, but I can't keep it from bothering me." He took a seat. "It is constantly on my mind. I'm worried about becoming like King Arthur. With turning female and all that."

Kiku slowly raised a thin black brow. "That is a rather irrational fear for someone like you."

'Uh oh, he's not convinced!' "I-I know it is! That's what's bothering me the most! I mean, Alfred is a weird type of Dark Fairy because he came from Arthur. What if there's, let's say, something like a lapse in space and time? Or my body suddenly responds to-"

"Gilbert, I think you're just worried about the drastic life change. It's a very big deal for you and you may just be trying to adjust to it. Are you sure nothing else is the matter?"

'Let's try plan b.' "Actually, there is something else. Now that we're married I fear that Alfred will see others behind my back. I'm not allowed to, but I know it's all right for him and that pisses me off! Everyone will find out that he's doing it and they'll whisper about me behind my back. And I'm sure to be getting all that, 'well, that's a Light Fairy for you' and 'such a shame, he's handsome but not handsome enough to keep Alfred'."

"Hmm. I understand. I know this new life and position is going to be difficult for you, but over time you will adjust. I believe I have a few options for you; give me a moment."

Gilbert watched as Kiku searched his shelves for a few moments before finally picking a small glass jar sealed with a cork. He brought it over and Gilbert took it from him, looking at the brown rounded balls no bigger than his fingernail. "What is it?"

"They are only a type of seed from one of the forest trees. Whenever you are feeling nervous or anxious, take one of those and you'll find yourself feeling calm. It will help to relax your mind and thoughts, so take one before bed as well."

"Thanks. What do I owe you?"

"Nothing. Consider it a wedding gift." Kiku smiled

"Thanks. Oh, and Kiku? Would you mind just…keeping this between us? The things I said and the fact that I have to take these?"

"Of course, Gilbert. Come back if you need anything else."

Gilbert left the room, staring at the glass jar of brown spheres for a moment and then stuffing them in his belt pouch. He didn't want to take one yet for he was uncertain of how he might act when the spheres go into effect. He would have to take one and hide out in his room. Retreating to his own private chambers (not Alfred's) didn't sound like such a bad idea. Gilbert figured he could use the rest and test out the spheres. If they would help to keep his thoughts clear then perhaps he can start thinking rationally about his love for Ludwig, or at least learn how to control himself.

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'It's all for the best.' Ludwig kept telling himself as he strolled through an orchard of black trees. 'Gilbert is married now and the stakes are just too high. I do not fully trust everyone here in this realm.' He stopped a moment to rest against a black trunk. 'There are more enemies than friends.' The fairies not only fought each other but shared common enemies, some of the likes Ludwig would never hope to see. Like the 'Pure Bloods' Arthur is always talking about. Ludwig hears a lot about them, but he hasn't seen them. Nor does he want to. The Pure Bloods were extremists of the fairy race from what he could gather and knowing a human was sleeping with a fairy probably wouldn't go over well with them. He and Gilbert could both lose their heads.

He knew Gilbert was hurting now that he had told the Winter Fairy that they couldn't be together. Ludwig wanted to be with him, but he felt more lust and desire towards the fairy rather than actual feelings of love. He looked down at the tip of his staff embedded in the ground. Giving in to his desires wouldn't be fair to Gilbert. Ludwig would sleep with him only to satisfy the raging emotions of craving for a chance to claim that snow white body. Gilbert's fairy heart, like Sadiq had told him, chooses who it wants to love and then it can't be changed. But Ludwig wasn't IN LOVE with Gilbert to do something so intimate with him. It was horrible for him to say and think that knowing Gilbert's feelings, but Ludwig couldn't lie to himself either. But he did lie to Gilbert about his vows. While he held true to his vows, he understood Gilbert's logic with the different morals in their realms. It was easier to blame all this on his vows rather than tell Gilbert he currently only lusted after him. He did let Gilbert know of his passion but wouldn't let it go any further. That was when it was time to blame his vows.

Something suddenly dropped onto his head, and he glanced up first before looking down to see what had fallen. It was one of the fruits from the tree he was resting against, only it had a bite mark in it. Gripping his staff, Ludwig prepared himself for an attack, keeping his eyes alert for any signs of movement.

"HA HA HA HA HA!"

Ludwig felt his aggravation level spiral violently at the sound of that unmistakable laugh. "Prince Alfred." He stated the name firmly. He leaned back a bit when Alfred's upside down form greeted him face to face. Alfred was smiling brightly, such a big grin, as if he knew something. Ludwig felt an uneasiness begin to build in his stomach.

"Boo! Did I scare you?"

"No, but I was concerned for my safety when you dropped that fruit on my head."

"Hm? I didn't drop a fruit."

Ludwig's eyes widened and he gripped the staff again, looking around for another body. But Alfred's laughing assured him that there was no other person and that the Dark Fairy was just teasing him. Alfred was on his back in the air, holding his gut from laughing so hard.

"You should have seen the look on your face!"

Ludwig's face slumped. "Hilarious." Alfred landed on the ground before him. "Is there something you need? Or are you just passing by?"

"Oh, no not really. I was technically strolling by with my thoughts set on you, and then I spot you here in the orchard!" He smiled again.

"May I ask WHY your thoughts were on me?"

"You got to pass judgment today on a fairy, something myself, a fairy prince, isn't even allowed to do!" He poked Ludwig's chest. "Why is it that father let YOU pass judgment and not me?"

"Perhaps that is a question you should be asking your father?"

Alfred had that curious smile again…like he KNEW something. "I'll ask him later, but I really wanted to hear what YOU had to say first. Why do you think father let you make such a decision and not me?"

Ludwig considered the question and struggled with how to answer it. Honesty was the best policy, but it wouldn't be wise to have Alfred on his bad side.

"Be honest with me, Ludwig."

"If I may be frank…I'm certain your father does not think you are mature enough yet to pass such strong judgments."

"Mature enough?"

"Yes. From what I have observed of you is that you like to have fun and act out in a childish manner. You do everything you're not supposed to, and there is nothing you take seriously. Mayhap we should look into working on controlling yourself."

Alfred, the smile now absent from his face, chose to frown and cross his arms. "So that is what you think, too? You think that I am unfit to rule the kingdom? You think I rather lounge around all day and go out to have fun instead of doing my job? And do you think that my brother should be on the throne instead so he can be used as a puppet?"

"Prince Alfred, please do not put words in my mouth. I said nothing of the like; you did. That proves to me that you recognize your insecurities but choose to ignore them rather than fix them. These insecurities are easily mended." Alfred snuffed him. "Your father is deeply worried about this kingdom's future. There is so much cruelty and suffering here that he cannot fix it all in his lifetime. The kingdom is against him, and they will be against you as well." Ludwig knew that Alfred was pretty much uncontrollable and he could picture the entire kingdom going up into flames once Alfred put that crown his head. "I think your father wants to see you taking these responsibilities seriously. Once he sees that you wish to learn then perhaps he will begin granting you the rights you are entitled to."

Alfred looked at him curiously, and then spoke, "You're a little too 'good' for your own good. I know you're right in what you say, but that's also not who I am! I see how it has destroyed my father! Being king and lying to yourself for others can really take its toll on someone! I don't want that someone to be me! I want my people to love me for who I am, not what I should be."

"In some cases your attitude holds true. However, the responsibilities of a king is far greater than anyone's. It's a lot of work…and work is something I don't think you like to do." Alfred smiled at him then. "I guess I spoke the truth?"

"I was going to say 'who likes to actually work', but then I realized that statement wouldn't hold true for you!" He said with a laugh.

Ludwig was still not amused. "You should start taking things seriously, Prince Alfred."

"Yeah, yeah, I hear you." Alfred levitated slightly off the ground and floated closer to Ludwig. "You sure are popular around here, Ludwig. Everyone seems to really like you! I wonder what makes you so special?" He tapped his cheek. "Maybe they're all just attracted to you! Next to me, you're second best in looks, but not at all unpleasant!"

"I'm sure that is not why the fairy folk like me."

Alfred expression grew mischievous. "What if I told that THAT was the reason I like you?"

Ludwig threw up a little in his mouth. "Excuse me?"

"Well, yeah! I mean, just look at you!" He flew a little higher in the air. "You're all dressed from head to toe in robes that hide everything! Everything about you is shrouded in mystery!" Alfred flash a toothy grin. "One has to wonder just how well built you are under those robes!"

"This is irrelevant to the topic at hand!" Ludwig hissed out. "You are married now! You should not be speaking such…such…things!"

Alfred chose to laugh his head off, and Ludwig wanted nothing more than to hit the fairy with his staff…like the male was a giant mosquito.

"Things? That's what you call it? Boy, you're a funny one! You need to get laid, and bad!" Alfred landed back on the ground. "How about a kiss? Your prince demands it!" Another toothy grin.

Ludwig initial reaction was to run away but he stood his ground. Alfred was a mischievous little fairy, the type that liked to tease and torment. This no doubt was part of him having his little 'fun'. Still Ludwig refused with a silent shake of his head.

"Oh come on! I don't bite! Gilbert has no problem with- " Ludwig suddenly hit him with the staff "AHHH!" It was more of a warning tap than an actual hit, but what followed was unexpected. The staff had burned through Alfred's sleeve and left a large red mark where it had touched. Alfred's skin was sizzling, and the fairy was gritting his teeth in pain. He flashed Ludwig a horrified look, his eyes asking 'why'.

"My prince…I did not know it could do that! I swear it! I was only trying to keep you away from me! I never meant to cause you harm!"

"SHIT! IT BURNS!" Alfred fell to his knees. "FUCK!" He looked up at Ludwig with tear-filled eyes of pain but never cried. "What the hell is that thing?"

Ludwig looked at the staff as if he had never seen it before. "It –" His explanation was cut short by a shadow flying over them. He looked up to see that it was Arthur, flapping his mighty bat wings with those glowing green eyes focused solely on Ludwig. Ludwig remembered the story of Arthur hearing Matthew's cries; so he must have heard Alfred's and came to the rescue. 'Now I'm fucked.' The term was needed for this situation.

Arthur landed next to Alfred, who was still hissing in pain, and wrapped his wings around his son, shielding him. Those green eyes turned snake-like as they stared at Ludwig. "What is the meaning of this? Explain this to me!"

Ludwig, out of respect and duty, fell to one knee with the staff in front of him. "Forgive me, your grace, but something happened that I…that I can't explain to myself. I accidently touched Alfred with my staff, and it burned him. I don't know why, or how! It was not my intention to hurt him! I swear I- "

"Stop talking! I know who's fucking intention it was!" He held Alfred close to him. "Sadiq made that weapon, correct?"

"Yes sir."

"I noticed it immediately when I first laid eyes on it! It was a strange, strange piece of weaponry to be made and handled by a mere human! Tell me, what did he make it for? What is that staff's purpose? How does it protect you?"

Ludwig glanced at the staff, and then returned his gaze to Arthur. "He told me that it will help to protect me from the other creatures in this realm. It is also a sword." He unsheathed it slightly so Arthur could see the blade. "Sadiq said that because I am a human I cannot wield a proper crystal fairy blade, so he had to make one differently."

"Father! I can't feel my arm!"

"We'll get you to Kiku!" Arthur helped him up and turned to Ludwig. "Come with us for I have many more questions about that staff!"

Ludwig remained silent as he followed the two to Kiku's room. The moment they entered, Kiku rushed over to Alfred to inspect what was wrong. Arthur told him what had happened and while Kiku was examining the burn the king's attention turned back to Ludwig.

"What else about that staff? Tell me, did you see Sadiq do anything to it?"

"Sire, I did not see him make it. He only gave it to me and explained how it worked. I was told to get some lessons in the proper use of it. Fighting lessons. I have never actually used it, until now, and it was purely by accident."

Arthur gazed at him for a moment, then turned to his son and Kiku. "How does it look?"

Kiku touched it softly and Alfred gave another hiss. Alfred gazed at Kiku for a moment and out of sight of the king, the dark haired fairy gave a smile.

Ludwig noticed the look the two shared but remained silent.

"It will heal, that much I can tell you. As for what caused it?" Kiku looked at Ludwig. "I couldn't tell you. But you said the staff did it, yes?"

Alfred nodded. "Ludwig touched me with it and it burned through my sleeve!"

"Then there must be a spell set upon that staff. May I see it?"

Ludwig shook his head. "Only I can touch it."

"How so?"

"See for yourself." Ludwig moved to hand it to Kiku but Arthur stepped it and snatched it instead. Immediately it turned to dirt and seconds later returned to Ludwig's hand.

"Incredible!" Arthur gasped.

"Amazing!" Was Kiku's response. "I've never seen a weapon do that before!"

Ludwig looked at it. "Sadiq said he used some old magic on it to make it that way. It's to keep this staff from falling into the wrong hands, I assume. Perhaps the old magic is what did the harm?"

Kiku nodded, staring curiously at the staff. "You may be right."

"OR-!" Arthur seethed "Something is planted on that staff to get at US!"

Ludwig glanced at him. "That's speculation. Why would they put a spell or something else on here that I will use to attack creatures? I wouldn't raise this staff to any of you."

"You did to me!" Alfred pointed out.

"But I wasn't trying to cause you harm!"

Kiku put both his hands up to silence everyone. "There is no need to argue about it now. Just let Ludwig tell Sadiq or Roderich about what has happened and if they know anything."

Arthur scoffed. "If some spell was cast on this staff, they sure as hell won't tell him!"

"Then he would have to find that out without letting on about this situation. Sadiq's magic is very old and mysterious. Even he may not know what it is."

"I'm still skeptical." Arthur stated. "What about Alfred? What can be done for this wound?"

"I'll bandage it up properly and we'll keep a close eye on it." Kiku looked to Ludwig. "Be very careful not to touch anyone with that staff until we know more."

"Yes. I will. I apologize again. It was not my intention."

Arthur rolled his eyes. "Spare me. I'm sure Alfred was doing something that warranted you to hit or shove him away. So what was it? What was my pride and joy doing to you?"

Ludwig looked at Alfred who, behind his father's back, shook his head with a 'no don't tell'! "He was just flying around and a piece of fruit happened to fall from the tree, and I was startled momentarily, and that's when my staff accidently touched him. We were talking in the garden."

Arthur looked to his son. "Is this true?" Alfred nodded. "Honestly, do I have to keep an eye on EVERYONE here?" He said with disdain. "One day I'm just going to go on strike! Just you wait!" Alfred rolled his eyes. "Ludwig, when do you plan to return to the Light Court?"

"I'm supposed to remain here until Gilbert is settled."

"He's settled enough." Arthur stated quickly. "I want you to go return to the Light Court and let them know about this incident. Find out what you can for I am still suspicious. I'll have Ivan guide you back."

Ludwig bowed. "Your majesty, with all due respect, I think I should remain here at least one more day for Gilbert's sake." Arthur was ready to protest but Kiku spoke first.

"I think that is a wise idea. Allow me to search through my books and documents about Alfred's wound and see if I can figure anything out before we jump to any unnecessary conclusions. We don't need any more trouble."

Arthur crossed his arms and grumbled; realizing Kiku had a valid point. "Very well then. Ludwig, you leave tomorrow. Once you've figured out whatever you can then you may return to us."

"Yes, your highness." He looked to Alfred. "I apologize again and I hope you feel better soon."

Alfred forced a smile through his pain. "It's all good."

"Then I bid you good day for now. Your grace. Kiku."

With another bow of his head Ludwig turned from the room and hurried down the hall. He was thrilled to finally be away from that situation, whatever the heck it was. He was quite curious about this staff as well, realizing that he never actually asked Sadiq for all the details. Even if there were something planted on it, like a spell or poison, Sadiq wouldn't have told him about it. And it pissed him off that they were almost trying to use him as a scapegoat. Ludwig would have been blamed immediately if something even worse had happened to Alfred without any knowledge of the staff. He would be innocent but branded guilty. He would have to mention that to Roderich and Sadiq as well.

But something caught his eye up ahead and he paused in his walking to see who it was. To his surprise it was Matthew, appearing to tiptoe along the dark corridor as he flipped up his hood to shield his face. With a brow raised, Ludwig quietly hurried after him, wondering what Matthew was doing all the way down here. King Arthur barely let the fairy leave the castle, so where was he sneaking off to? Ludwig peeked around side and spotted Matthews figure making a left down the next hall towards the city entrance. Was he going to sneak into the city? Ludwig had to stop him from doing so in fear of something happening to the smaller fairy. Swiftly, he followed. Matthew's cloaked form flew down the steps, which forced Ludwig to speed up and keep the fairy in sight. The city entrance appeared and the one guard who should be watching was snoring; sound asleep. Ludwig made a mental not to mention that there should be more guards posted here rather than the entrance from the city. Matthew checked to make sure the guard was sleeping before heading into the archway. Ludwig followed, keeping quiet as a mouse. He could see the end of the dark steps coming closer but it was the stranger's voice that made him stop.

"No one saw you, right?" Said the strange male voice.

"It's fine. No one saw me."

Ludwig slowly peeked around the corner where two darkened cloaked figures stood. One was undoubtedly Matthew, but the other form was taller and heavier. Ludwig couldn't make out the features of the stranger at all, only his size.

"Did you do as I asked?" Matthew asked the stranger.

"As best I could. It's still not foolproof and never will be. I'm working as hard as I can, but you know how much the people hate your brother. I hate your brother."

"Please, don't say that. Alfred is still my brother and I love him."

"I know, I know." Sighed the stranger. "I'm only doing this for you! I can't control the entire population of Dark Fairies when the future 'king and queen' ride through the city."

'Ride through the city? They can't do that! The Dark Fairy population will kill them!'

"But you know so many leaders who CAN have control! Please, I don't want to see my family hurt."

"We the people want you on the throne."

"I don't want the throne! I said I would be by Alfred's side and help him rule as best I could. I will try to keep him from doing anything rash or drastic!"

The stranger gave a growl and flapped his wings. "Your brother uses you as a doormat! He'll never listen to what you have to say! He'll bring down the entire court!"

"No! You don't know Alfred like I do! He won't let this kingdom fall! Prince Gilbert will be there to help him as well. And our human advisor is a wonderful monk who is very wise! Everything will be fine!"

Ludwig peeked around again to gaze at the figures.

"Please, don't let any harm come to them?" The two were still for a moment, and then the chunkier one broke the silence.

"I'll continue to try and keep everyone in control. I promise."

What happened next had Ludwig's mouth hanging open and his eyes wide in disbelief. They were KISSING! Matthew was kissing someone! Little innocent Matthew who carries around a teddy bear and whose father probably keeps a chastity belt on him was kissing another! Matthew was having a secret relationship against his father's wishes! Whoever this person was is not a fairy noble but a fairy peasant. He was obviously involved in the riots to bring down the current king and keep Alfred from ascending the thrown. In a way, Matthew was kissing the enemy!

"Mattie, I have to go."

"Yes, be careful!" They shared another kiss. "I'll see you soon." The other fairy flew off and Matthew turned only to find Ludwig standing there. He shrieked; his entire face went pure white and he looked ready to burst into tears. "Lud-"

Ludwig walked over and grabbed his wrist, pulling the other along. "You know your father's rules! Are you insane?"

"Let go of me!" Matthew tried to pull away but Ludwig's grip was too strong. "Let me go! Please don't tell!"

"How can I not tell them? I heard what the two of you were speaking about! You should be ashamed of yourself!"

"I said let go!" Matthew bit Ludwig's hand, sinking his fangs into the rough skin. Ludwig let go of him to pull away, holding his bleeding wrist. Matthew, looking as angry as he could, slowly wiped the blood from his mouth. "Come with me and I'll tell you everything." Matthew reached his hand over and held it above Ludwig's bite wound, instantly healing it. "Hurry."

Ludwig looked at where the wound had been and then followed behind Matthew. The fairy led them to a small storage room filled with boxes and covered pots. Once he locked the door from the inside he fell to his knees in front of Ludwig.

"I beg of you, Ludwig! Please don't tell my father or my brother!"

Ludwig peered down at him. "Just how long have you been with that fairy?"

"For a few months now. I barely get to see him because I'm always under guard! You know what my father is like! He doesn't want me being with anyone! He tells me that all the time! I can't be in love until he says I can, and it will be a fairy of his choosing. Please! It's not fair!" Matthew's pleading was spoken softly even though Ludwig could see the fear and heartbreak in his eyes. Everything that was sad in the world could be seen right now in Matthew's big violet eyes.

"Matthew…I heard what he said. That fairy is the enemy!"

"No, no he isn't! He knows many of the rebel leaders and he's helping to keep them from attacking my brother and Gilbert when they make their ride!"

"I understand that. Still, how did you meet this fairy?"

Matthew got up from the floor then. "We met by accident." He wrapped his arms around himself, appearing to shrink. "I wandered off into the city by myself…when I shouldn't have. A group of Dark Fairies mistook me for Alfred and I was ambushed. They…they tried to…to…you 'know' what…with me. But he came and he saved me. So please…don't tell my father! You see how crazy he gets!"

"Your father will be furious."

Matthew's pleading gaze suddenly turned dark, as dark as it could for his innocent face. "If…if you tell then…then I'll only deny it and…and father will believe me! He'll be angry at YOU for assuming such a thing about me!"

Ludwig nearly fell over DEAD when that sentence was spoken from sweet little Matthew's mouth. He had no doubt that what Matthew threatened was likely to happen. On the flip side, if he kept Matthew's secret and Arthur finds out that HE knew about it then he'll be dead. Not only dead but stuffed and preserved as well. His severed head would be mounted on a wooden block and hung in the high hall for all to see. So what was he to do?

"Please, Ludwig…don't ruin this for me. You know how it feels to not be allowed to see someone." Ludwig looked back at him. "I was present in the garden today…when you spoke to Gilbert."

Ludwig's blood ran cold.

"Don't make me have to expose you, too. I want us to be friends, Ludwig. In the end, what real harm are our feelings actually causing?"

"Many harms." Ludwig answered, and then narrowed his eyes at Matthew. If this shy little violet was going to threaten him, then he can threaten right back. "I know who your true father is." He whispered. "Your 'papa', Francis, confided in me the night of your brother's wedding." Matthew, with his mouth open, took a step back in fear and alarm. "Francis is your father, and Arthur is your mother. They too must suffer with keeping their love a secret. I will keep yours, and your parents', if you keep mine?"

"Done." Matthew answered quickly. "We are all the same then. Let's try to help each other now rather than fight." He took Ludwig's hand. "Do not think ill of my lover." He blushed softly. "We haven't 'done' anything yet…there's never any time. But he is very sweet."

Ludwig's eye twitched. Even he couldn't bear to see someone dominating Matthew in that manner. "Do you want to put your father in an early grave? Arthur's hair will turn instantly gray."

"Oh, I know it will. Which is why things are so much better-"

"As a secret." Ludwig finished.

"Yes. As a secret. So, are we agreed?"

"We're agreed. I'm going to trust you in this, Matthew. I just hope that man you love does not turn out to betray you."

Matthew smiled sweetly. "Never. He has his differences with my brother but for good reason. Still, the love he bears me is stronger than his hatred for Alfred and my father. That is why he is helping us. He doesn't want to see any of us get hurt."

Ludwig gave a small nod. "I hope you are right, Matthew."

/

What utter nonsense! Nonsense was what it was! All of it!

Ludwig angrily drummed his fingers on the desk in his private (but small) chambers while glaring darkly at the wall in front of him. Secrets. Secrets, secrets, secrets! How had becoming an envoy for 'political' matters turn into dangerous secrets and whispers in the dark? Everyone had a secret; and Ludwig knew each and every one. Alfred and Matthew were born of Francis and Arthur; both sons are not of noble blood or birth. Matthew was dating someone secretly. Alfred is cheating on Gilbert. Elizaveta knew of his love for Gilbert, and visa versa. As for himself, he lusted after a fairy- after a forbidden being that was taboo. And why shouldn't he be allowed to have his way with Gilbert? Everyone else was doing just as they wanted but being discreet about it. What was that look that Alfred and Kiku exchanged in the room earlier? We're they coupling behind the curtains? And his Master Monk back home; the man had seen a fairy, Gilbert, when he was younger. He himself can see fairies. Each one of these secrets could make or break them. It was a sin to lie; Ludwig had been told that ever since he joined the monkhood. Yet look at his Master Monk who has lied to his fellow men and to himself all these years?

He was not in the human world. So why not have his way with Gilbert? The fairy wanted him, and Ludwig lusted right back. Everyone else lies and screws around for their own enjoyment, so why not he? The thought of finally coupling with Gilbert awakened his desire and lust, forcing all the blood to run to his cock. These secrets were driving him mad. He had to do SOMETHING that was for him and for no one else. He wanted Gilbert; and he was going to have him. Content with his decision, Ludwig spun on his heels and stormed out the door. And if someone should find out? Well, he would simply deny it. OR, if it were someone he knew who ALSO held a secret, then he could just blackmail them with it. It was time to change things up a bit.

Ludwig made his way to Gilbert's chambers, hearing that the new prince had gone up there to rest. Outside Gilbert's door there stood no guards. Perfect. Checking around to make sure no one could see, Ludwig gave one knock and then entered.

"Whoa! Hey, who's ther- Ludwig?" Gilbert stared at the figure of Ludwig coming into his room, closing the door behind him, and locking it. "Ludwig?" He stood up from the bed, curious as to way Ludwig was ripping at the hem of his robe sleeve. The monk shoved the piece of fabric into the key hole, so no one could see? Gilbert gave a lopsided smirk as Ludwig turned to face him…with the unmistakable evidence of a growing erection beneath those robes. Gilbert was in a robe as well, only it was sparkling silver made from silk, 'generously' given to him by Roderich. He wasn't wearing anything underneath it and he let that be known by pulling the sash holding the robe closed. He let the silken curtains fall open to reveal some of his body, and he shimmied his wings. There was something different' about Ludwig, though. He wasn't acting all 'cool' and 'in control'. The monk looked ready to tear him apart…but in a good way. Feeling his own lust, desire, and want all pool into his heart at the same time, he easily let the robe slide to the floor. Once Ludwig saw his naked body the monk stormed over to him.

And crushed their lips together.

End Chapter 10 TBC

***Yes, I know. I'm evil. But this chapter is short for a reason! I gave everyone an early update so I can properly work on making the sex scene special so… feel free to yell at me on tumblr or in reviews. I know I deserve it. – Love, CreamPuffBunny ***
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