C10: Finally... The King tells the truth [R - 18]

Winry stepped back, covering her mouth from her hands. Her voice trembled as she tried to say something.

"B— but... How would you know that? Our father did something– no! He would never!" Winry disagreed to believe such a thing. Her tenderly and caring father would never slaughter a young child.

"You don't believe me? And who am I... How do I know the rules of the king? Doesn't it click on something? I wasn't a knight of Telor... I was the king of Argoth."

Winry gasped and stepped backward. Yet, she wasn't one to break a promise and murder the boy right away.

'The king... If what he says is true, why would he help us? Why would he turn his back on his kingdom?' Winry started to think. She was too confused. And they were trying to do all of this, just to kill the king. He's already dead!

"Winry... That night was not long ago, was it? It was 16 years ago. From that day, unnatural behaviors started to grow within Telor. Unusual conspiracies within the kingdom. And non of the knights told me that they were given an order to murder the elven mothers..." Alan continued.

"My kingdom is in danger. And the real threat for you is not the king. I was not the one who ordered to mass murder the elven mothers that night. One who wore the same face as I, did that. One within the castle, or even anywhere else. To find the truth behind that, I have to enter Telor. So believe me, Winry... Please..."

That was indeed the conflict that gave birth to these conspiracies. This was a threat to the throne, as well as the people of the kingdom.

Winry's beautiful eyes were filled with tears. "But... Why would they do that? Why is the world..." she mumbled as she slowly stepped closer to the boy, the chain still in her grasp.

She looked at the boy's eyes and whimpered. Alan didn't know how she felt at that moment... He never even got the chance to see his parents when he was little. So he didn't know her pain.

Winry looked at the orbits that were hovering around the wand. One green, one red. The answers were true, and the feelings were real.

But still... Winry could not think of a way to keep the king with them. She didn't know if he would betray them at any moment... Or would he help them?

"Winry... Please, believe me. And, remember to keep this only between us."

She pointed the wand at Alan's cuffs and chanted a spell, breaking the metal cuffs. "If you want to save your kingdom... Go join with your allies. You don't belong —"

Alan stopped her before she could say anything more. "No... I know who my allies were. I created most of them. And for a fact, I know that they won't follow some non-leveling mage like me... Even though I'm their king."

Winry was confused. Her expression was becoming emotional. "We... Can we really become allies? Sworn enemies such as us?" The girl asked from him; streams of years running down her cheeks.

"Why would I tell you the secrets if I wasn't coming along with you guys?" Alan contended more. "Plus... The only allies I know now... Are you, your sister, and her followers."

Winry was trying not to cry and her emotions were mixing up. Winry was always such an emotional girl, acting without thinking thoroughly.

She didn't know what she would do if she ever managed to meet the king. Before her parents died, she had said that she wanted to marry a noble to raise the merit of her family and gain more respect for her mother and father.

She'd never thought that this situation would ever end like this.

Acting on instinct, she grabbed the boy by the collar of his white shirt... Leaning towards him. Alan didn't know what was happening... Or what was going on inside Winry's mind.

She placed her head on Alan's strong chest, wiping her tears away from his shirt. Alan knew why she was like this... She was so childish, but she was an adult woman.

"Thank you... You're the only hope for us elves to survive now." She slowly murmured to him. The little sister wrapped her arms around Alan and embraced him.

"Mmmm..." she whimpered as she pushed her head against Alan's chest. Winry was quite short. But she was tall enough to reach the boy's chest level.

Never had Alan felt such a lovely embrace in a long time. He remembered his first love when Winry embraced him... And the moment... IT was just like back then.

A ravenous princess called Alisa always went out to hunt the nightmares. Her sole purpose was to reach the maximum level.

Alan's first love... his true love was that princess. The two shared a slightly conflicted past, but they fell in love nonetheless. Alan's first kiss was at twilight under the clear skies... Just like this moment right here.

Alan felt Winry's heartbeat and he felt a sudden warmth in him, increasing his emotions... His emotions of love.

Winry was feeling the same thing as Alan. Her chest felt a certain pressure, the feeling of love reciting within her. As it increased, her embrace became tighter and tighter... Until a hand touched her chin and lifted her face.

She could see the boy's eyes, glimmering from the light of the million stars above them.

Winry didn't push back... But she did feel the urge to move closer. In a second, her body reacted by instinct to reach further... Further towards Alan's face.

Suddenly, she felt the soft touch in her lips and the moisture. She was kissing a boy. The boy did not hold back either, kissing her back making the girl flush in embarrassment.

Their kissing did not stop. The girl's hands slowly slid through his chest, up his neck, and then to the back of his hair, pushing him to add more force to the kiss.

The boy's fingers slid down from the back of her shoulders, down her waist to the lower part of her short skirt.

"Mmm-mmm..." she slowly moaned as his hands reached the lower part of her waist. Their kiss slowly turned into something more.

Moments, later their kiss broke and made a bridge of saliva between their lips. Alan could not hold it any longer, he had the urge to touch her... Make her moan, make her warm and lustful, and most of all... Pleasure her with his awakened dragon.

And Winry wasn't backing up either. Her bottom lips were warming up, already filling with lust. Never had she gotten a sword to cut through that void... But now, she wanted him to do it, more than anyone.

"Mmm!" She let out a loud moan as his hands grasped her rear, slowly lifting her skirt up. But she knew that they couldn't do it outside...

The first thing that came to her mind was the bed in her room. The image flashed in her head and she kissed the boy's lips again, connecting the bridge of saliva once more.

With a flash, they disappeared from the night streets.