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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 4

Gilbert lays on his bed, face down in the sheets while he begged for sleep to come. It wasn’t even his bed but rather a spare room in Roderich’s castle where he was to stay until the exchange. That was, of course, if Alfred even agreed to it. While the two of them got along usually well they were too much alike to be actual friends. They both liked to have fun, cause trouble, and are greatly ambitious. They both strive to be the best in everything they do, which is the main reason for their fighting. Gilbert always had to try and top Alfred ever since they were children, and visa versa. How would they be able to ‘rule’ a kingdom together? They couldn’t even play a fair game of tag much less run a kingdom. And what would the sex be like? Gilbert turned his head to make a gagging noise at the thought of fucking Alfred. Maybe Alfred will surprise him and be the bottom?

“Yeah right, as if he would do that.” Gilbert rolled onto his back. “It’s always going to be a fight for the top between us.” Then he imagined Ludwig in Alfred’s place instead, and the idea of it excited him. Ludwig was going to be a tough one to break because the man was so headstrong. The monk could be turned on easily, but his pride and virtue kept the lust in check. Ludwig’s willpower was a force to be reckoned with if he was going to claim the monk as his own. “I just want him to give in and take me!” Gilbert chuckled and writhed on the bed. “I’m not wanton, just curious.” He moaned as he slipped a hand up his nightshirt to roll a nipple between his fingers. “Will the jealousy of my union with Alfred bring out the dominant beast in him?” His other hand slipped between his legs to fondle his growing erection. ‘I want that monk.’ He gave a throaty moan.

“Boo.”

Gilbert yelped and quickly sat up in the bed. “Who’s there?” He demanded.

“Oh please, don’t stop on my account.”

“Ivan!” Gilbert growled. “Show yourself, you big jackass! What the hell are you doing in my room?” He searched for Ivan.

“Watching you sleep, of course. You’re doing everything but sleeping. Now tell me, whom are you thinking about? I hope it’s me.” Ivan let his red saucer eyes be seen at the foot of the bed.

Gilbert pulled the sheets further around him. “None of your business whom I dream of! Get lost, Ivan! You do not belong here! Get out now or I’ll let the castle know a dark demon is here!” Gilbert watched as Ivan’s full human form came into view.

“Silly Gilbie. You know fully well I am neither bad nor good. I’m allowed in this court as much as you are.”

“But you take orders from Arthur.” He tsked and turned his head. “I’m not going to ask you again. Leave my room.”

Ivan pouted. “What’s a polite way to ask?”

“Now!” Gilbert glared.

The other just laughed and clapped his hands. “Oh Gilly, you’re so cute when you’re angry! It makes want to just grab you and SQUEEZE YOU until you go ‘pop’!” Ivan grinned, showing upper and bottom row of fangs.

Gilbert flew out of bed and picked up his sword, unsheathing it to point the blade at Ivan. “I’m not asking you again, Ivan! Leave my room!”

Ivan just continued to smile and folded his hands together. “You couldn’t have been thinking about Alfred like that.”

“What’s it to ya?” He buzzed his wings. “It is no business of yours. I’m to be engaged and married to Alfred soon so you’d best just back off, Ivan! Being so persistent like this really makes me regret ever seducing you! And that was just for fun.”

“You didn’t seduce me.”

“The hell I did! Last chance. Get out.”

Ivan pressed his lips together, staring intently at the Winter Fairy with a sword. A moment later he smirked and suddenly faded away.

Gilbert stood a few moments longer, waiting to see if Ivan would appear again before sheathing his sword. The room was silent and dark, but Ivan’s monster dog form was solid black. The thought of seeing the beasts’ form in his room sent a shiver through his body. Putting the sword away, Gilbert checked under the bed and in the wardrobe to make sure Ivan was truly gone. He was afraid to go to sleep knowing that Ivan might pop up again while he slept. If Ivan had been caught around the castle then the other fairies would have easily captured him, which then he would be sent back to Arthur. Ivan was one of the few beings who can pass through all the realms, but was still under the control of the Dark Court King. Still, it bothered him that Ivan could get to him so easily. He couldn’t mention it to Roderich because he didn’t want anyone else knowing that he had slept (once) with Ivan. Gilbert would always deny it and there was no proof other than his and Ivan’s words. However, keeping it a secret would make his life easier without the spread of rumors.

Finally feeling content with being alone, Gilbert got back into bed but kept his sword safely tucked beside him. Just in case.

///

Ludwig sat at his desk with a few other monks in the main study hall copying book pages. He glanced out the window to see that the sun was beginning to set, meaning that hopefully a fairy messenger would come to take him back. With that strange little being from last night running around, Ludwig wanted to get this temple and the children protected with Roderich’s help. One of the head elders tapped his desk, jerking Ludwig back to his current task at hand. There was question to how Daniel had gotten better so quickly after being told the boy would likely die. Ludwig didn’t say a word but joined in with the others in saying that it was a miracle from the Green Deity. Daniel himself claimed it was the fairies that cured him, and only Ludwig knew the real answer. The other monks didn’t believe the boy, but it was better that way for both of them. The little girl Rosa did not have clear speech so she cannot say what happened last night. Even if she could, Ludwig would claim it was a rat. He would hurt the little girl’s feelings, but he rather have that then a noose. She’d get over it.

After dinner and evening chores, Ludwig went up to his room where he would lie awake and wait to be taken by the fairies. Before coming to his room he went to check that the children’s room was clear of any danger. So lying back on the bed, Ludwig allowed his mind to wander to thoughts of Gilbert, the Winter Fairy. The idea of Gilbert having to marry Alfred continued to gnaw at him and it was a lot on his conscience, especially during work time. One of his fellow monks noticed how distant he was, but Ludwig only answered that he didn’t sleep well. He shouldn’t be having these feelings for Gilbert; they were forbidden and taboo. Ludwig couldn’t remember if he always had these types of thoughts or if they just surfaced when Gilbert appeared. He rolled over to ponder about this, always one to think and analyze every situation. So he ventured back to his childhood, which he hadn’t thought about since coming to the temple. Thinking back, he could remember his father hitting him for something and that was the only time the man ever did so. What was it for? It had occurred during one of the harvest times in the cornfield of the town. Most of the men and young boys would pick, carry, and shuck the corn. His eyes flew open when the realization finally hit him. He remembered carrying a large basket of shucked corn, yet was focused on the other boys his age. Ludwig couldn’t remember exactly WHAT he was feeling, but the look on his face must have warranted his father to give a backhand. What his father said afterwards was an unrecognizable blur yet it had to be something along the lines of, ‘don’t watch the boys’!

‘So I have always been this way. I’ve just suppressed it, and being here at the temple has helped that. How quickly I can forget.’

There came a tapping at his window that nearly made him cry out in surprise. Looking to the window he saw Knight Vash floating on the other side. The fairy always looked annoyed, so Ludwig just looked back at him, waiting for a command. Vash waved him over with his hand, signaling to come out and follow. Ludwig grabbed his cloak and boots, threw them on, grabbed a lantern, and made his way through the temple. He had to freeze and hide a few times as some monks were still up walking about. When the coast was clear he continued through the kitchens and out the back where Vash was waiting for him. The knight held out his hand to him but Ludwig was hesitant to take it. The fairy rolled his eyes.

“Come on, we’re flying to the realm.”

“You won’t be able to lift me up, Knight Vash. I’ll fall.”

Vash scoffed. “Please, you’d be VERY surprised. Now let’s go, I have a schedule a keep!” Ludwig gripped the fairy’s hand, and within a split second, was floating high above the temple. He trembled a bit at being so high up, held only by one single fairy. “Don’t worry, no one can see us. Hang on, here we go.”

The process of arrival was the same as when Gilbert took him; speeding through the woods and into the green sparkling cloud. Vash brought him immediately to the castle and only lowered him to the floor when they entered the main doors. Ludwig was led to the courtroom where both king and queen were present. He gave a curt bow to them both. “My lord and lady.”

“Welcome back, Ludwig!” Elizaveta said sweetly.

“Yes, welcome back.” Roderich straightened out his crown. “Delightful to see you again.”

“Thank you for having me back. But, your majesty, before we go any further I must speak with you about a strange matter. This occurred last night at my temple, in the room where the orphan children sleep.” Roderich waved him on to speak. “When I entered the room, one of the youngest was speaking to a creature. When I saw this creature, it was small in size, like that of a rabbit or a cat. It was too dark for me to clearly make it out, but I chased it through the temple and out the door.” Roderich and Elizaveta gave each other curious looks. “I fear that…this small creature may end up hurting one of the children. Do you know what this creature is?”

“Ludwig,” Elizaveta started “have any other children reported seeing this creature or just the one?”

“Well, the other boy, Daniel, says he sees and speaks to fairies all time. However, he said they look like ‘us’, meaning humans. But this creature was not a human in any shape. It hopped like a frog or rabbit. Its eyes sparkled in my light like that of a night animal.”

“Hmm.” Roderich held a wooden staff covered with flowered vines, which he twirled on its base as he thought. “Sounds like it could be a shape-shifter. They really mean no harm.”

“I rather these creatures not be around the children. In return for my envoy services to you, I ask that you help to keep this creature and others like it away from my temple. I don’t think my terms are unreasonable.”

Roderich was about to answer but Elizaveta spoke first. “Of course. It shall be done. I will send a messenger over there now to place a charm around the temple grounds. That will keep out any spirits that may try to enter and banish ones already inside.” She smiled.

Ludwig gave a quick bow. “Thank you, my lady.”

“Well, now that it is settled,” Roderich held out his hand and a servant handed him some papers “here are my terms. You are to bring them to Arthur. Gilbert will be allowed to accompany you, yet he and Alfred cannot be present when you deliver these terms to Arthur. Marriage proposals are to be conducted by the parents and guardians, not the children. Understand?” Ludwig nodded. “Also, I have a gift that you must deliver to Arthur as well. I’ll summon Gilbert and he will take you to it. Arthur will let you know how to proceed next.”

“Very well, sir. One more thing before I go. This ‘shape-shifter’ you speak of. Are they evil?”

Elizaveta answered. “Not all of them. There are a few different levels of shape-shifting. If you are still worried or curious, then I suggest speaking to our courtroom bard, Feliciano, about the matter. He is a shape shifter and may be able to give you further insight on this.”

Roderich scoffed. “He may as well ask the stone wall over there. He’ll get the same answer.”

Ludwig was not amused, but only bowed again. “Thank you. I’ll wait outside the courtroom for Gilbert. Thank you for your help.”

He took the papers from Roderich and left the room to await Gilbert’s arrival. He blushed at the thought of seeing the Winter Fairy again after the recollection he just had a short bit ago. Ludwig hoped he could keep his composure and not let on to his feelings. If Gilbert wasn’t forceful enough already, knowing that Ludwig lusted for him would only add to the torment. He wouldn’t be surprised if Gilbert just forced him down and make them ‘do things’ together. He had a feeling Gilbert wasn’t a ‘traditional’ type of lover; not that he would actually KNOW from experience anyway. But there was just something in the fairy’s personality that would suggest it.

“Yo, Ludwig! I’m heeeeeeere!”

“Oh, Gilbert.” He swallowed. “Good to see you again.”

Gilbert slapped him on the back. “So, I hear we’re traveling back to the Dark Court! What’s on the agenda?” His grin widened, making Ludwig uncomfortable.

“Yes. Well, first I will need to speak to a Feliciano about something concerning shape-shifting in my world.”

“Oh, you mean the, ‘Always-Frightened Feliciano’.” Gilbert laughed. “Not a problem. I’ll take you to him.”

“Then we need to visit someone to obtain a gift for King Arthur?”

“Our craftsman, Sadiq. We’ll hit up his place after we talk to Feliciano. Is that all?”

“I believe so.” Ludwig was suddenly very interested in his boots. He knew he was flushing.

“Well, come along then! Let’s go scare Feli!”

Ludwig allowed himself to be pulled behind by Gilbert, thankful that the fairy was leading. He admired the feel of Gilbert’s soft hands, surprising for a warrior who wielded a sword. Gilbert had brought him to the courtroom where numerous small crowds of noble fairies were talking and laughing. There was a single someone singing and it grew louder as they neared. Ludwig saw a Summer Fairy sitting cross-legged on a table while playing a lute. He was dressed all in brown and green with a curl much like Roderich’s. The fairy paused in his playing when he saw Gilbert and smiled.

“Hello Gilbert! Come to listen to me sing?”

“Ha! You’d best turn into a bullfrog when you sing! You both sound the same, Feliciano!”

‘This was the shape-shifter!’ Ludwig said to himself. “Excuse me,” he pushed between their playful bickering “you are a shape-shifter, correct?”

Feliciano smile. “Yeah, I am! I can change into almost anything I want!” He poofed into a cloud of blue and a bird appeared. “I can be a cute little birdie-“ he changed again “or a loveable kitty cat-“ he changed again “an adorable bunny rabbit-“ he changed again “even a tiny little mouse!” His voice was so small that it could barely be heard. Feli ‘the mouse’ hopped off the table and ran under the monk’s robes to proceed climbing up his leg.

“GAH!” Ludwig cried out at the uncomfortable tickling while trying to shake the ‘mouse’ out of his robes. Gilbert was on his back in the air, laughing and holding his belly. ‘Fucking fairies and their pranks!’ He never cursed, but the small fairy-mouse near his crotch would make anyone say the words. Ludwig’s frantic shaking began to catch the attention of the other fairies. “GET OUT, YOU LITTLE RODENT!” The fairy-mouse exited from his collar and ran down his arm to jump onto the table.

Feliciano poofed back in to a fairy. “Ah, sorry, sorry! I was only having a bit of fun!”

Ludwig glared at Feli first, and then at Gilbert who had just floated back down to stand beside him. “Well…just don’t do it again, okay?” He cleared his throat. “Now, in all seriousness, I must ask you a few things.” Ludwig proceeded to tell them about the shape-shifter in the children’s room and what had happened. “So my question to you; what is it and do you know?”

Feliciano toyed with the strings of his lute. “It’s a shape-shifter all right, but not one like I am. They have an ancient name but I can’t remember how to say it. They’re usually just called ‘semi-shapers’ or ‘half-shapers’. They have the appearance of a fairy most of the time, yet when they shift, they become a smaller version of themselves. And let’s just say they aren’t exactly the most ‘beautiful fairies’ in the realm. Oh, and they don’t live in this area, either. They live way further out, almost past the Dark Court world.”

“But are they dangerous?” Ludwig asked.

“To adults, yes. They would never be cruel to children. They actually prefer children.” Feliciano smiled. “Protecting children is what they do best, so I wouldn’t worry.”

Gilbert scoffed. “You’re too nice, Feli. Those guys are nice to kids, but remember they are exiled fairies.”

Ludwig raised a brow. “Why exiled?”

“Oh, they hate the rules and regulations and procedures of the fairy culture and court. Let’s say…they’re more…” he tapped his chin “more barbaric and uncivilized.”

“I see. Well, thank you for your input, Feliciano.” Ludwig still wanted those ‘things’ away from the children. “Let’s go and visit this Sadiq now.”

Feliciano clapped. “Oh! I want to come too! Let me! Let me!”

Gilbert looked at Ludwig who just sighed heavily. “Very well, you may tag along, but only to see this Sadiq. Then, you must leave us to our journey.” Ludwig blinked when he saw that Feliciano was nowhere to be seen. He heard Gilbert’s ‘kesesese’ laughter. “Alright, spill it. Where is he now?”

Gilbert smirked. “Try your head!”

Ludwig’s eyes crossed to look up, and then he lifted his hands to feel ‘what’ it was.

“Veh- meow! I’m a kitty!”

Ludwig slumped his shoulders and Gilbert laughed obnoxiously. ‘I give up. Just ignore them, Ludwig, and they’ll get bored.’

After the meeting with Feliciano, Gilbert guided him to a large area that smelled heavily of smoke, iron, and other organic materials. The large covered area had all the makings of a blacksmith’s shop, yet Ludwig figured that more magic went into fairy crafting than manual labor. His notion had been proven wrong when he saw a male fairy, the same as him in height and stature, pounding a piece of long iron on an anvil. The loud banging must have scared Feli for the cat leapt off his head and ran. Gilbert put his fingers between his lips and whistled, catching the smith’s attention.

“Yo, Sadiq! We’re here to pick up King Arthur’s gift! I know you want to think that sword is Herc’s head, but we need you to stop!”

Sadiq lowered the hammer and wiped the sweat from his brow, giving his wings a quick shimmy. “What do you need again?” He went over to a barrel of water to scoop some up in a cup and pour it over his head.

“King Arthur’s gift.” Ludwig repeated. “King Roderich said you should have it? We are about to leave soon.”

“Right. Give me one minute.” Sadiq went back over to the sword. “Let me just finish this and then I shall retrieve the gift.”

Ludwig leaned in to Gilbert. “I didn’t think the fairies made such ordinary weapons like we do.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I thought they would be more…magical?” Gilbert smirked at him.

“Just watch what Sadiq does next. He’s one of the very few fairies that can actually perform this act.”

Ludwig looked back to the blacksmith (if that’s what he could be called) as the sword was lifted from the anvil and placed into a tub of water to hiss violently. Next, Sadiq removed the weapon, which Ludwig noticed was not formed properly, and it was covered in uneven dents. However, the fairy held the sword upright, closed his eyes, and slid his hand down the length of the blade. Before Ludwig’s eyes, the iron transformed into a very soft and transparent blue, almost like the one Gilbert carried. Now it looked nothing like the piece of iron Ludwig had just seen. It was a beautiful blade. “Just what did he do?” Ludwig whispered to Gilbert.

“He’s purified the material with old fairy magic, an art which is pretty much dead to most of us fairies. It’s an old spell passed down to only a very few, and they choose whom will learn it next. Believe me, the art dies with Sadiq. He won’t give up the secret or technique. We’re very lucky he’s on our side, because his magic is what helps us to win against the Dark Fairies. The Dark Fairies have weapons much like yours in the human realm, but they cannot stand up to our crystal weapons. That’s mostly why they are so easily defeated, because our weapons and armor are superior.”

“I see. Interesting.”

“Alright boys, here it is!” Sadiq came back with a wooden box engraved with designs of leaves and flowers. He held the box on his arm and used his free hand to open the lid, revealing a golden drinking horn resting among red silk. “Completely hand crafted by myself, and it’s pure gold. It’s nothing like Roderich’s unicorn horn, but the Dark King will adore it.” He closed the lid and handed it to Ludwig. “You’re the new envoy, right?” Ludwig nodded. “And you’re going to go about this world dressed only in human robes?” Ludwig looked himself over. “You need better clothing if you are going to wander back and forth between courts. There are many things out there in the woods, and not all of them are kind. Allow me to fashion you some light armor while you visit here, and my jackass lover will make you some fairy clothing.”

Ludwig’s eyebrow twitched. “I’ll have to decline your generous offer. I am the human envoy, so I should remain dressed as such. I also belong to the Order of the Green Deity, our Green Mother. I’m not permitted to engage in fighting or violence, but rather strive for negotiations, guidance, and peace making.” He grew angry again when he felt the fairy-mouse Feliciano climbing up his undershirt, meaning the shape-shifter was STILL with him. He did have a violent thought out of annoyance, though, and silently wished for a mousetrap. Ludwig slapped his chest lightly and a tiny ‘squeak’ was heard, and then the fairy-mouse disappeared.

“Ludwig, you should really accept Sadiq’s offer.” Gilbert said. “You’re going to come across things here that aren’t in the human world. Everything here will be forgiven because there are no monks to judge you. No one has to know what goes on in this realm unless you tell them. The Green Mother allows us to battle and die, so she will allow the same for you.”

“Let me think on that for a while. Thank you.”

“Don’t think, just accept it.” Sadiq said firmly. “Best hurry on your way. See ya around.”

“See ya!” Gilbert waved and pulled Ludwig from the shop. “So, shall we make our way to King Arthur?”

“Yes.” ‘Let’s get this over with.’

Gilbert flew him all the way to the Dark Court castle, yet stopped when the castle came into view. He pulled Ludwig down to the ground with him. They were far enough away from both courts where Gilbert could be alone with his monk. Ludwig had been avoiding eye contact since they met up, and the Winter Fairy was determined to bring out the lust in him. Ludwig gave him a strange look, silently asking why they had stopped. Gilbert just grinned and pressed the monk up against a tree.

“Why aren’t you looking at me?” Gilbert asked him. “Is it because I’m just so handsome that you know you’ll jump my bones if you stare too long?”

Ludwig flushed darkly and answered with a growl. “Take your hands off me, fairy! I do not appreciate being touched like this!”

“Oh, I beg to differ! I think you want to have me; that you lust over me but are too strong-willed to follow through with your feelings.” Gilbert then squeezed Ludwig’s cheeks. “It’s so adorable coming from you! I bet deep down beneath that iron-will is a lustful, wild, and utterly dangerous beast just waiting to be released!” He purred. “And like I said earlier, no one in the human world knows what goes on here. So you have nothing to hide.”

“Is that so?” Ludwig lifted Gilbert’s chin so their faces were close enough for a kiss. He kept his expression calm as Gilbert’s white features softened, and leaned up to kiss him. But the kiss never came for Ludwig hooked his foot around Gilbert’s ankle and knocked the fairy off his feet. He watched the white mass of glittery frost fall onto his back, white boots suspended in the air.

“What was that for, Ludwig?” Gilbert hollered at him.

Ludwig brushed away some of the fairy dust from his robe front. “While you are correct on my feelings of desire for you, I am still strong enough to deny them. I am on official business right now, so we don’t have time for such nonsense.” He turned away from Gilbert as the fairy stood back up. “Now let’s continue on our way.”

Gilbert pressed his lips together and then clicked his tongue as Ludwig started to walk away. So, he wanted to play ‘hard to get’, did he? Gilbert didn’t like being denied, especially by a human monk who was busting at the seams with pent up sexual desire. He flew after the other, stopped in front of him, and shoved his lips to the humans’. Gilbert felt him tense up with the kiss as well as strong hands that tried to push him away. He pushed Ludwig to the ground and devoured his mouth with his own. Gilbert held the blonde head to him so the other couldn’t break away, pressing his tongue past the rough lips. He even straddled Ludwig’s waist as he kissed him only to find the monk had an obvious erection pressing against his ass. How could Ludwig deny his sexual urges now? Gilbert broke the kiss to lick his lips and gaze at Ludwig’s stunned, blushing face. The monk’s lips were slightly puffy from the force of the kiss and he panted softly through them.

“I bet your mouth will say you didn’t enjoy that, but another part of your body is currently stating otherwise.”

“Gilbert, why must you insist on having me? I know this is a game to you and…and I don’t appreciate it.”

Gilbert raised a white brow. “A game? Is it a game to simply like someone?”

“You are to be married off to a prince. I think it’s time to start teaching yourself some self control because you are going to be a…wife? Husband?”

Gilbert pouted. “That’s for King Arthur to decide.” He remained on top of Ludwig, refusing to move as he spoke. “Alfred is as big a lover as I am. I can see the two of us having a VERY open sexual relationship with whomever we want.” He purposefully rubbed his groin against Ludwig’s. “As long as we are secretive about it then we don’t have to worry. I don’t have fear of Alfred beating me or anything like that. So why not have a little fun? You obviously want me.”

Ludwig swallowed hard as the ache in his groin threatened to make him lose his own self-control. Everything Gilbert was saying is technically correct, yet he still had his pride and dignity. Still, this incubus fairy looming over him while rubbing their groins together was a perfect image that would never leave his head and continue to plague his dreams. But, now was not the right time. He had work to do. Dare he speak these words?

“We can’t do this now, Gilbert. Perhaps another time but right now we have royal work to do.” He saw the look of suspicion of Gilbert’s face but the fairy lifted himself off. Ludwig jumped up and dusted his robes. “Thank you. If you couldn’t already tell, I am a very diligent worker and I will keep everything on time.”

“Yes, yes.” Gilbert rolled his pink eyes. “In other words, you need to get laid.”

Ludwig figured it better not to respond so he waved Gilbert on to continue their travel.

///

“Father?” Matthew watched from his father’s large bed as the fairy dressed. “When will I be allowed to marry someone?”

“When I say so.” Arthur’s answer was quick as he buckled his dark belt. “Alfred is the eldest so he must perform these tasks.”

Matthew pouted, and even his wings drooped. “I want to do the same things as Alfred, though.”

“And you will.” Arthur smiled at him from the mirror. “You’re still too young yet for such responsibilities. Alfred NEEDS some proper responsibilities to get him on the right track!” He slipped on a few jeweled necklaces.

Matthew puffed out his cheeks in annoyance. “That’s not fair!” He tried to sound harsh but it came out in a whisper. “I’m just as responsible and strong and cunning as Alfred is! You and papa never let me do anything! Sometimes I don’t even think you both know that I exist!”

Arthur sighed and turned from the mirror to sit down and buckle his boots. He did baby Matthew, but so did Francis. After Alfred was born, Arthur thought all children could drive their parents nuts. But not Matthew. The baby almost killed him, but the Green Mother took pity on him by giving them a good son. Little Matthew was such a quiet baby; barely cried, always ate, and slept when needed. Often times, Francis, the nursemaids, and even Arthur himself would accidently forget about the baby. When both boys had been little, Arthur proudly showed them off at one of the season celebrations. Alfred, of course, was being a rambunctious little boy by trying to run off, screaming for food, and wanting to play games. Arthur had gotten so fed up Alfred’s tantrums that he summoned for the carriage to take them back home. However, Arthur stepped up with only Alfred while scolding the boy loudly. The carriage man started off, and poor little Matthew remained standing there sadly. Large tears were pouring down his chubby cheeks as Arthur realized he had left his other son. He even jumped out of the moving carriage to run and pick the boy up, constantly kissing and apologizing to him.

And that would be just one of many occasions where Matthew was forgotten. But he did cherish and adore his youngest son. Matthew was a pure and fully innocent sweet spirit who would NEVER be allowed to marry or court someone; especially a male. Matthew would be allowed to remain an unmarried virgin who can raise Alfred’s children as his own. At least that way Alfred’s children have a chance of growing up decent. IF there are children.

“I’ll let you do more things in a few years.”

“But you ALWAYS say that!” Matthew whined. “You’ve been saying that for the last ten years!”

“So? What’s ten more?” Arthur spat back at him. “Now wipe that frown off your face and make yourself presentable before going down to the meeting hall! Ludwig the Monk is waiting for us. And have you seen your brother?”

Matthew sniffled. “He went out hunting.”

“WHAT?! HE DID WHAT?!”

“I told you when I first came in…but I guess you didn’t listen to me.”

“ALFREEEEEEEEED!”

The whole castle seemed to shake with Arthur’s scream.

“What did Alfred do now?” Came Francis’ voice while entered Arthur’s chambers.

“Papa!” Matthew whispered and ran to him, hugging Francis tightly.

Francis stroked his son’s light blonde hair. “Hello Mattie. You look upset, little flower. What’s wrong?”

Matthew pulled away to look at his papa. “Just father being mean to me. Again! Not letting me do anything! Alfred gets to do everything!”

Arthur was seething by the mirror. “I’ll have his horns burned off for such irresponsibility! He knew full well that Ludwig would be coming today!”

The explorer fairy strolled over to his lover and cupped the angry face with both hands. “Alfred’s not allowed to be in the meeting anyway but I’ll go out to look for him.” He kissed Arthur’s lips. “Don’t be angry, love. You’ll get more crinkles in your brow.” Francis smiled at him.

“You’re lucky I love you because if not, you would have lost your head and your balls a long time ago.”

Francis just laughed at Arthur’s threat as he went to the stand that held the royal crown. “And yet here I am, always in the king’s chambers.” He brought the crown over to place it on Arthur’s head. “My king; and my queen.” He winked.

///

“I don’t see why I can’t be involved in this discussion!” Gilbert sneered out through his teeth. “It’s my fucking life you’re toying with, Ludwig!”

“Rules are rules.” Ludwig stood firm on this. “If there is a proper protocol for such an arrangement then it must be so.”

“Ugh! This is so damn DEMEANING!” Gilbert stomped his foot. “I hope you stub your toe!” He gave Ludwig a raspberry as the monk was led into the meeting room.

He took his seat the head of the table, removed the documents, and placed the gift out in front. A goblet of wine was offered to him and he accepted it graciously. He tapped his finger on the table while waiting for Arthur to come. Ludwig hated when people weren’t on time, especially when it was announced that he was here to see the king. When the doors opened to signal the king’s arrival he quickly stood up to greet Arthur as the fairy entered. The king was dressed in more jewels than before, but he appeared to be genuinely happy this time.

“Welcome back to my court, Ludwig.”

“It is a pleasure to be here.” Ludwig gave a bow. “As a token of King Roderich’s appreciation he offers you this gift.”

Arthur sent a groom over to take the box and open it for him. Green eyes gazed at the stunning piece of gold among the red silk. “Well, King Roderich is appearing to be very generous, which is unlike him.” Arthur picked up the drinking horn to further examine it. “He must have a proposition that is going to displease me if he offers such a gift.”

“I don’t know what these papers contain, but I believe the terms are well thought out.” He handed the documents over to the groom and sat back down to drink his wine. Arthur opened the first letter and read it silently. Ludwig kept his gaze on the king, searching for facial signs of displeasure. Suddenly, Arthur gave out a laugh. “Sire?”

“Of all the fairies in the Light Court, Roderich offers up Gilbert? Is he serious?” Arthur continued to snicker.

Ludwig’s brows drew together. “I don’t see why it amuses you so? Gilbert would be a very valid choice.” He hated to say it but knew he had to.

“Why a commoner of good name rather than a noble?”

Ludwig feared this would come up. He cleared his throat. “It’s because of…well, let me start by saying many of the nobles would want a royal marriage, but Roderich has no children. The nobles do not want to give up their children to the Dark Court, but Gilbert is fearless and up for the roll. As you will read, Gilbert has become Roderich’s ward, which entitles him to the role of ‘prince’.”

Arthur smirked, and let out a snicker. “Don’t play stupid with me, monk. I know full well what Roderich’s intentions are in offering Gilbert. He believes the rumors about my sons not being of noble blood. Offering up someone else of ‘commoner’ blood would equal things out. It’s also a very quick way to annul a marriage if need be, and the Light Court will remain untainted.” He wiggled his blonde brows. “Am I right, monk?”

‘Uh oh. This isn’t good!’ “Rumors are rumors, your majesty. There will always be rumors. I’m sure you can’t blame the Light Court nobles of being afraid of this court considering the centuries of war. Gilbert is well known here, and you have even seen him as a child. Both your sons get along well with Gilbert and he’ll make a good son-in-law to you. He also knows Prince Alfred, who can be troublesome and difficult, as I have heard.” Arthur rolled his eyes and gave a nod. “Still, Gilbert is a very attractive fairy; he is young and strong, just like Prince Alfred.”

“Hmm…” Arthur glanced at the document “you have a point. Should Roderich ever have a child I still have a second son to offer. At least Gilbert is a fairy I know, just as you said. However, Gilbert IS a warrior fairy so I will need to put out money to give him proper royal lessons.” ‘This will work out better in the long run. At least I know Gilbert and can control him. Alfred will be more concerned with doing what he wants then falling in love. He and Gilbert would make a good match…their union will only be for royal purposes and nothing else. I can keep my son.’ Arthur smiled. “Well, perhaps I was too rash in dismissing Roderich’s proposal.”

“Then you accept the engagement?”

“I do.” Arthur made a quill and inkbottle appear from the air. He opened the other paper and started to fill out the key points in the document. “We will have an exchange of the couple on the border of the courts. Gilbert must leave the Light Court to live in mine. Everything of his life there has to be left, thus he must adapt to living at my castle and abide by my rules.” He said all this as he continued to write. “I will take on Gilbert as a child of my own and educate him in the ways of my court as well as proper etiquette. To ensure Gilbert’s safety and health, Roderich must deliver a steady salary to help with his care. Anything that Gilbert does of a displeasing nature will be directly reported to Roderich in which the king will have to give compensation for it. Should anyone from the Light Court come to visit Gilbert then they must do so with an audience of the Dark Court to ensure peace and prosperity between the families. I also promise that my son will be a true and loyal husband to Roderich’s ward. Prince Alfred will not harm Gilbert in any way. Should something come of that nature I will deal with Alfred on my own. And, I expect Gilbert to be a true and loyal ‘wife’ to Alfred. I know how he is when among other fairies and just what he ‘likes’ to do. Gilbert is no virgin, of that I am sure, but neither is my son. Gilbert must place the perfect wife and lover when in public. These are my terms.”

“Thank you, sire.” ‘He wants Gilbert to act like a gentleman? Gilbert would have to castrate himself if he wanted to abide by such a rule. This will not go over well with him…not at all. He still lusts after me and I…’ he paused in his own thoughts ‘am not important right now.’

“I must speak with Gilbert now by ourselves. You are free to go and explore the castle since you’ll be spending more time here. I’ll get the papers to you when I am ready. Dismissed.”

Ludwig exited out the opposite way, which led to a long hall full of torches and doors. He wandered along, staring at the paintings on the walls and the occasional statues. This castle was so dark, in décor and stone. Gilbert, dressed as a noble fairy all in white, would just glow against the backgrounds of these walls. Just the image alone was enough to stop Ludwig in his steps. He blushed hotly as he imagined Gilbert looking like a true prince of the Light Court. It made him shiver in delight, and then his groin began to stir. ‘Oh no…not again!’ He saw a flight of stairs up ahead. ‘Good! The climbing will help to stop this damned arousal.’ Ludwig knew the only thing that would stop him from becoming hard at the thought of Gilbert would be to finally take the fairy. ‘I can’t do that now! Not with what Arthur had just said about Gilbert being ‘virtuous’, something the fairy was NOT!’

He climbed the steps but the erection and ache were still there. Ludwig tried to focus on something else, such as the portrait paintings on the wall. This must be the hall of past kings for there were many lining the walls on each side in a row. Ludwig continued on, looking at each past king, which all had the same shade of green eyes. Portraits of their wives and children were smaller and underneath that of the king’s. The queens were all very different, but the children all had green eyes. But when he got to the end, he noticed that there were more pictures on one wall rather than just a king’s portrait. Ludwig stood in front of a two large portraits, one had Arthur on the left, and a girl was on the right. They could be twins! Then, Ludwig remembered Arthur saying that he could turn into a woman during certain times of the year. Upon further inspection, Ludwig could conclude that this painting was of Arthur as a female. They had the same blonde hair and green eyes, but the girl wore pigtails tied and woven with pearls inside of netting. Both held the EXACT same stoic and even cynical expression, which actually brought a smirk to Ludwig’s lips.

Then, he stared at the paintings of Alfred and Matthew, which caused him some suspicion. They were the ONLY children with blue eyes, and there wasn’t a painting of the father. Perhaps the rumors were true? But if that were the case, then why would King Arthur display them so conspicuously? Such thoughts helped to ease the ache in his groin.

“Hello?” Ludwig was startled from his thoughts at the sudden appearance and voice of a fairy. “Did I frighten you? I apologize. You must be Ludwig, the human monk?”

Ludwig nodded. “I am. And you are?”

“Francis Bonnefoy, King Arthur’s private explorer.” Francis shook Ludwig’s hand. “Please to meet you.” He smiled. “You’re much more attractive than I thought you would be!” He chuckled at Ludwig’s uncomfortable blush. “Oh, don’t mind me. I can be rather flirtatious and like to speak my mind when it comes to beautiful men and women.” He flipped his wavy blonde hair. “It comes with being extraordinarily gorgeous with an explorer’s adventurous personality to go with it!” He blew Ludwig a kiss and winked. “Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful.”

‘What’s with this guy?’ “Um…well, I’m pleased to meet you.” Another fairy came up behind Francis, and he saw it was Matthew.

“Oh, hello Ludwig.” Matthew said softly and smiled at him. “Welcome back to my home. I hope you aren’t lost?”

“I’m not lost, just exploring.”

“Ha ha! Just like me!” Francis shimmied his wings and twirled daintily on his toes. “One can be beautiful while also being a dangerous explorer! You should come and visit my home one day, Ludwig! I’m sure you would love to see some magical artifacts from the fairy realms?”

“Maybe.” He was curious on something, so he had to ask. “I do have a lot to learn about fairy royal life.”

“In what way?” Francis asked.

“Well, in my human realm, only nobles and servants are allowed free range of castles. Explorers aren’t considered servants or nobles, therefore, they are not allowed to wander the castle.”

“Hm, interesting. Humans are so different from us, wouldn’t you agree, Mattie?” Matthew nodded happily.

That’s when Ludwig noticed something odd. He stared at both of them smiling sweetly. His eyes widened as he made a sudden connection, one that couldn’t possible be false. They looked the same! Same shade of blonde hair and texture. While Matthew’s eyes held a tint of purple they were mostly blue, a light shade like Francis’. Even Alfred’s eyes were almost the same. The rumors had to be true. But just to make sure, Ludwig would have to witness more interaction between all of them to make a proper conclusion.

“Matthew, would you excuse us?” Francis looked at his son.

“Yes, of course. See you later, Ludwig.”

When Matthew had gone, Francis’ soft features turned stern. “You stare as if you can see right through my soul, Ludwig. Something troubling you?”

“I…um…no. Nothing.”

Francis crossed his arms over his blue jerkin. “Are you sure? You seem very curious about something. Does it have to do with the paintings?”

Ludwig looked at the portraits again. “I guess I’m just wondering where the princes’ father’s portrait is.”

“So you’ve heard rumors, then?”

“I cannot lie about that. I have heard.”

Francis moved closer to him. “Do you believe them?”

“I have no reason to believe or not to believe in them. I have no proof or evidence, and it’s not my place to pass judgment.” He feared that Francis knew just what he was thinking.

“Then, let me explain to you the origins of Arthur’s ‘lover’, the father of his children. Arthur did not want to marry a fairy male of his father’s choosing. Instead, he ran off to be with a nobleman that he THOUGHT he loved. His name was Duke Darson of Unicorn Lake, and he had wheat colored hair and eyes like Alfred. When Arthur was in his female form, he slept with the duke and gave birth to Alfred in secret. The Duke was away a lot on trips, and he always used that as an excuse to deny Arthur’s children. Then along came Matthew. But things were rotten between Arthur and Darson, and the duke was found dead one day. No one knows how, but that man IS the father of Alfred and Matthew.”

Ludwig looked at him. “I haven’t heard the story, so thank you for telling me. I know full well that courts, both fairy and human, enjoy gossip.”

Francis nodded. “It’s true. They like to believe anything.” Blue eyes bore into Ludwig’s. “You still have doubts, don’t you?”

Ludwig took a step back. “Doubts? Please, Francis-“

“SIR Francis. I was knighted by King Arthur.”

“Sir Francis, I am only a human envoy here. Whoever the father is has nothing to do with me. I believe your story, and while I appear doubtful, trust me that it is only my own insecurities about being in such a different realm. Everything is very odd and new, and I never know what to expect.”

Francis stared at him for a moment and then smiled sweetly, giving him a wink. “I see. Interesting. Well, just a word of warning you to.” Francis leaned closer to Ludwig. “Thinking such thoughts about the king and his sons…or even speaking ill about their birth, is punishable by death. King Arthur has killed, maimed, imprisoned, and castrated anyone who tries to call him a liar. So it is best that you shut your ears to rumors, and believe in the truth. The king does not like to be called a liar.”

“I understand. Thank you, Sir Francis.”

“I must be going. I have treasure to sort out back at my home. It was a pleasure meeting you!” Francis blew him another kiss and spread his wings. “We’ll see each other again, I’m sure!”

Ludwig gave a little wave as Francis flew off, disappearing down the steps. ‘He was too defensive and clearly appeared angry when telling that tale. And if the king is THAT drastic in punishments, then it must be true.’ It didn’t really matter to Ludwig one way or the other. It wasn’t important to him, but in the eyes of the royal courts it was a big issue. The story seemed to make sense, yet it raised more questions rather than answers. King Arthur obviously used his power and cruelty to keep the fear in his fairies. Fear keeps away the questions and rumors.

‘I keep falling deeper and deeper into this realm.’

He feared what could happen to him if he knew too much.

End Chapter 4 TBC
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