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[Original] Leoni

Author: taurie_2020
Title: Leoni
Table / Prompt 05.Leone
Fandom: anyone, is an original part of the project
Character: Jayden Islands, Karl and Lance Schulte, Emperor Murdok
Note: seen that falls under its sign (and I have not written anything for my birthday) I dedicate to dhely
Beta: ewyn
Table: here

what if you can not see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become Help me believe it
not the real me
- Three Days Grace -


Art by Heise

Karl sat at his desk.
work quickly and accurately. He read the reports which the spies sent from all over the Empire, the encrypted dispatches and put everyone in the right perspective, and in the correct scale of importance. Now he could smell false information, or a ratio spread with a little 'too much fantasy, just to please him.



Three knocks at the door announcing the pages with letters and letters resting on silver platters.
Karl tried to computerize at least the circuit of the informants, but the Emperor was adamant: "The technology is only for the machines of war, the letters can be written on plain paper, you do not miss the men for the archive seems to me! "
The Emperor had spoken and his faithful servant had bowed his head obediently.

were obviously clashes took place in private rooms of Emperor Murdok, long before the beginning of his reign, when he and Karl shared, at times, a bed. Their conflict seemed to those of two lions in a flock, and of course Karl was always the one that finally bent her proud head, stiff neck, a tangible sign of trouble that cost him give in, despite years of court to practice. At the end quell'altalena of power had definitely worn out the relationship that bound him to Murdok and Karl had created a his flock, cutting with the strength, cunning and deceit the place now occupied.
Another three knocks at the door, but this time the page was carrying a letter from the envelope that Karl knew: it was his brother Lance!
Lance was the guard staff of the Prince Adrien, the cousin of the Emperor, and one of the likely heirs. Over the past two years had seen little or nothing, because Lance had accompanied his young protege at Sulzane to White Castle, where Prince was completing his education.
My dear Karl ...
always began the same way the letters of Lance and then dwells in a thousand stories of small and large events regarding your stay at White Castle.
He read the whole letter twice, Lance was generous with details about his life and the region where he was Sulzane, Karl seemed to know it now as if he were.
smiled and her beautiful face with features elegant, though a bit 'hard, took a melancholy expression, while, as happened less often, felt a slight distaste for their work and what they had become.
The big clock with ebony and bronze beat then five strokes.
sighed, Jayden would arrive shortly thereafter. He had promised that it would come down to the city to choose for dinner and a dagger. He loved that little light that naughty Bankroll. He was awake, intelligent and stubborn so absurd at times. Would come at any moment, shaking his bushy red hair, with impatience, and certainly without knocking.
He had never allowed anyone else to take these confidences lover. He wondered if he felt unconsciously guilty about the hazards to which exposed him. Unlike Jade he was an innocent, perhaps it would be until the end ...
"Karl, we're late ..." at the end had arrived, beautiful and impatient.
Glil smiled and went back to feeling like a man.