May. 27th, 2015

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Title: Death of The Demon King
Part: 3

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Gwendal follows his younger brother out on the balcony and attempts to console him, but there can no peace for the man whose only charge was to protect His Majesty and failed.

"I should have been here to protect him, Gwen. I should have been here..."

Conrad's voice is heavy with regret.

"There's no way you could have known. There was no way any of us could have known."

As Head of Castle Security, it was also his charge to protect His Majesty. In his head and in his heart, he has also failed. The words he offers his younger brother are as much for his benefit as they are for Conrad's.

"I suppose the Heads of The Ten Nobel Families of Great Demon Kingdom will hold a conference and choose a new Demon King."

Conrad stares blankly into space and comments in a hollow tone.

"Eventually."

Gwendal answers in an equally hallow tone. He has yet to notify the Heads of The Ten Nobel Families and tell them what's happened. It's a task he wishes he could give to someone else to do.

"There's His Majesty's funeral and the assassin's execution to contend with first."
Gwendal reminds him.

Conrad is hit with another wave of regret when he's reminded about His Majesty's funeral and the assassin's execution and he glares angrily into space.

He doesn't give a damn about the assassin. The assassin made his bed. He can lay in it. But His Majesty ...

"I need to lay down."

"Do it."

Gwendal nod's, understanding.

"I'll come see you after the arrangements have been made."

Conrad turns and walks away without saying so much as a single word. He goes to his room and shuts and locks the door tight behind him. In the comfort of his own room, he picks up one piece of furniture after another and hurls it with inhuman strength against a wall.

Just like his heart, the furniture breaks into a billion pieces and scatters across the floor.

He collapses on the floor, on his knees, and screams mournfully into the air.

The loss of His Majesty has finally sunk in.

"YUURI~~~!"

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I knew everyone would be upset if something bad ever happened to me, but I never dreamed it would be like this; that my soul would remain in the land of the living instead of crossing over and that I would be there to bare witness to my friends and family mourn my death.

{Conrad. Everyone... I'm sorry. Please, forgive me.}

I apologize for dying for the umpteenth time, then leave and look for a place where I can be alone with my own grief.

Even souls need time to mourn the loss of the family and friends, and the body, it left behind.

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Note: I'm not as happy with this chapter as I am with the previous chapters, but, hopefully, the next chapter will be better. - King Aden

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