Non Challenge: Court Gossip

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Title: Court Gossip
Word Count: 300 (triple drabble)
Characters/Pairings: Wolfram/Yuuri; two unnamed OC.
Ratings: PG to PG-13
Notes: Set right before the duel between Yuuri and Wolfram. How did Wolfram's personal guard react to his engagement?


As everyone knows, gossip is spread on a need-to-know basis: the more trivial the gossip, the faster it's spread.

However, important gossip--such as a royal's engagement--is spread so quickly, one would think it was passed via telepathy. Within hours, the entire keep knew about the new king's dinner party, the engagement and the subsequent duel.

Two blue-clad soldiers stood on guard duty, shifting from foot to foot and talking to one another to keep from falling asleep.

"So, you heard that Lord von Bielefeld's engaged to the new Maouh, right?"

The speaker's partner huffed in acknowledgment. "M'wife came rushing home, she heard it from one t'maids in the hall."

"How do you think he managed that?"

"Dunno, but I never imagined he was into guys."

Before the first could reply, Yuuri and Conrad walked right past them in the moonlight, the pale silver light glinting off the buckles of the sword. The two guards saluted formally, but relaxed as soon as the two nobles were out of earshot.

"He's kinda cute, in a 'boyish good looks' way," the first told the second, who nodded.

"And pretty boys attract other pretty boys, you're right, mate."

The two watched Yuuri try to swing the blade, get carried by the sword's momentum into a double spin and fall on his ass in the dirt. Both guards winced, before turning to each other.

"Well," the first said with a grin. "Since Wolfram's the fiancee, he'll inherit the kingdom when the King dies tomorrow. We'll be royal guard. Think about it! The nice bunks, the ladies-in-waiting..."

"--the extra training," the second pointed out.

"The ladies-in-waiting..."

"The state dinners."

"The foreign ladies-in-waiting..."

The second guard smacked the first upside the back of the head.

"I'll say this much: I am NOT bathing with him in the pools anymore," the second declared, nodding fiercely.