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[TRC RP]The Kingdom Of Clow - When The Moonlight Fades Away

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Sakaki:
The King had sat waiting, head in his hands......still seeing Sakura's cold, limp body in his mind..... still hearing the voices ringing through his ears.

Sakura could be dead right now.
He betrayed her, stole her from you.

Touya didn’t know how long he could go on like this. He wondered if perhaps losing his sister had pushed him over the edge, and he was in fact, losing his sanity.
He also had no idea what to do about it, how to put an end to it. Always before, he went to the High Priest with his troubles......and Yuki had always known what to do.

Yukito’s touch had only made the voices grow to extreme..........and he now had no one to turn to.......except the other mage.....Mula. And suddenly the man was standing before him......eyes concerned....voice deep and calming.

"You called, Your Majesty?"

Touya looked into the man’s dark eyes...searching for any sign of disloyalty or trickery, and could find none. Could only see calmness.........relief...
He studied the man's eyes, the very man he had been warned of by both Konan and Yukito, and spoke in a deep, serious voice, despite the pain that still raged in his head.

"Can I trust you, Mula?"

Pikari:
Mula could hardly keep himself from laughing at the question. The question, dear King, should not be 'can you trust me', but 'should you trust me'.And soon enough the choice will no longer be yours.

He put on a look of surprise, as if the words had shocked him. "Your Majesty has my full devotion," he assured. The truth - though it was not the same "devotion" that Touya wanted. Mula stepped forward, nearer to the King than any subject, priest or otherwise would normally dare go, and placed a hand on Touya's shoulder - comforting, soothing...controlling. "His Majesty has been through so much this past week... his sister stolen from him... betrayed by his closest of friends... of course I can understand why he must ask such a question of me."

Sakaki:
The dark-haired King looked up in surprise as he felt Mula's hand rest upon his shoulder...for he was only used to one person's touch...Yukito... and he half expected the voices to explode within his mind once again - but amazingly, at the man's touch, the voices immediately ceased.

The King looked up to Mula, who stood close before him. "Arigatou, Mula," Touya whispered, his eyes shining with obvious relief and gratitude. "Thank you......."

The voices had so exhausted Touya that he was pulled into the man's comfort, resting his head against his arm....wishing for complete relief of his feelings.. and he closed his dark eyes, letting Mula's words drift through his mind..."Your Majesty has my full devotion"

Dare I trust this man I was warned of?
Dare I not trust the only one who can help me...

But as Touya rested his head against Mula's arm...eyes closed...surrendering to the comfort of his touch, the choice was slowly slipping from the King's grasp...

Pikari:
Mula smiled softly, almost maliciously, as Touya's head came to rest on his arm.... helplessly. His other hand came up to stroke a few strands of the King's dark hair, making soothing noises. "Come, my King..." he whispered softly. Leading the King of Clow by the hand as if he were a child, Mula brought him through the winding halls and stairways of the palace.... deep, down to his basement lair, dimly lit by lamplight.

Inside, Mula reached for a sheet that covered an object lain out on the table. Pulling it down, he uncovered the pale and lifeless face of Sakura. "This," he hissed in the King's ear, "is the fault of your High Priest. This is what Yukito has done."

Sakaki:
"Come, my King..."

...and the King followed, letting himself be led by the mage, not wanting to break physical contact with Mula...not wanting to think. Touya followed Mula down through the winding corridors, to a part of the castle he had never seen before. And then the mage was letting go of his hand...moving away to reach for the white sheet...and Touya watched, eyes growing wide...wanting suddenly to be away from the dim, unfamiliar room...wanting to call out, command Mula not to remove the sheet that covered what he knew must lie beneath...

But as if locked in a dream, Touya couldn’t speak, couldn’t move, his heart thudding heavily in his chest...and as if in slow motion, Mula pulled the sheet away, to reveal what Touya believed to be...his sister...

"This is the fault of your High Priest. This is what Yukito has done."

Touya stood in stunned silence, his mind taking many moments to catch up with what his dark, disbelieving eyes told him lay before him. And then the King let out a wretched cry as he pushed the mage out of the way and pulled the cold...lifeless...brown-haired girl into his arms, falling to his knees and clutching the body to his chest...rocking her slowly back and forth...Sakura...as what was left of his heart froze away, leaving him with nothing but grief filled misery...

“No...no.....please...no.....” The King’s heart wrenching cries carried through the mage’s quarters, echoing through the dark, lonely depths of the castle, as he continued to clutch the girl in his arms...trying to reason with the gods to strike him down too...put him out of his pain and heartbreak...

As grief tore viscously through his soul, his mind finally gave in to his exhaustion, and as Touya’s anguished, tear-filled eyes began to close...before sliding into unconsciousness...Touya whispered, needing...begging...for the only one who could be of any comfort now.....”Mula...”

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