#wizardess heart sigurd

[nitia95]

My latest digital drawing that made my brain fried 🙂

I only had a reference for the pose and didn't plan anything for the background, so that's why it doesn't fit well with Sigurd...

[mrsalfonsegoldstein]

Alfonse: Klaus gave me a get better soon card. Sigurd: Aww, that's sweet! Alfonse: But I wasn't sick. He just thought I could do better.

[memoria-99]

He's my right foot!

Sigurd: I was an assistant prefect.

Hiro: I'm an assistant prefect as well.

Sigurd: Oh, glad to meet another right hand.

Hiro: No, I'm the right foot.

[xxlucyxlolaxx]

[eye-burning]

First post babbeeyyyy! Thank you to @nitia95 and @magikchicken for collaborating with me for this, it was truly a fun experience.

Nowruz is today, and on top of it being the Persian New Year, it also celebrates the departure of winter so posting this today seemed appropriate. So Happy Nowruz!

[trickster-kat]

Sigurd Curtis Preview

[m1ster1e]

Klaus and Azusa's had me rolling on the floor I won't even lie. The last CG for Azusa always gets me fucked up because like ??? Didn't we not vibe a few chapters ago??? And Klaus is just always kinda an ass and who says he won't use his rich boy abilities to silence children with gifts??? It gives emotional neglect compensated with financial support

Most to least likely to: be good with kids. (WH)

Disclaimer: This is just my opinion don't come at me🙏🏻😂

Serge Durandal (I mean is this a surprise for anyone really??)

Luca Orlem (he may get them into drugs and some shady shit but he still has his way with kids uwu)

Liz Hart

Guy Brighton

Leon (simply because he is a child himself he can sort of be one of them)

Amelia Nile (gives them boy *and girl* advice)

Caesar Raphael

Sigurd Curtis

Yukiya Reizen

Alfonse Goldstein

Elias Goldstein

Hiro Tachibana (I mean he babysits Zeus all the time soo..)

Cerim Leiado

Joel Crawford (I think he'd be good with kids if he feels like putting effort I don't think he's an immediate fan of every child he sees yk what I'm saying?)

Leslie Roseblade

Luscious Duller

Vincent Knight (I think he loves kids but kids don't love him sorry Vincent)

Klaus Goldstein (he will just bribe them with candy and/or money just so he can have a bit of peace)

Glenn Qing

Mel Glover (he doesn't care. Unless your kid is a tree; in that case, he does)

Zeus Brundle (he is a child. He will argue like one and then you'll have to step in and break them off before Zeus summons something again)

Azusa Kuze (literally...keep your kids away from him please)

Yes, ik there are a couple missing but I haven't played their routes yet so forgive me 🙏🏻

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

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[atopearth]

Shall we Date? Wizardess Heart Part 39 - Randy March Sequel

Finally the true last post of this game haha! I'm still shocked that I never played this hahaha. Anyway, Randy playfully getting the heroine to feed him cookies and then licking her fingers omgg loll! I love Taffy, he's so funny and cute. It's sad that Randy has to experience disappointment after disappointment after every concoction he makes hoping it would heal the real Randy's petrification doesn't end up working. But it's sweet that both him and the heroine are quite positive alongside Taffy! Honestly, I've always enjoyed Amelia and the heroine's relationship, they're so cute and funny. Maybe she can't solve the heroine's problems, but she's always there to hear her out and I think that's great. I have to agree that travelling on giant Taffy is the best thing ever.

Every time the heroine laments about what she'll do after graduating, it makes me feel so down because it's a problem I've been thinking about for more than 10 years and I still don't know what I want to do with my life haha. But seeing her actually have a dream but just be afraid that she's not capable makes me feel happier for her, because she has a goal, she's just not sure if she can do it, but really, with her skills, her hard work and Randy's support and encouragement, there's no way she can't. I'm glad she was finally able to tell him that she loves him though, Randy looked so happy. It must be so difficult for him to face the real Randy and his parents again. He caused them to "lose" their child all these years.. Randy's mother being so understanding is so heartbreaking. Taffy being the real Randy's familiar is unsurprising I guess, but it's actually really sweet to know that Taffy was a stuffed toy he had since childhood, and that the first thing he did when the real Randy could use magic was to bring Taffy to life. As someone who also really loves my stuffed toys, I can understand those sentiments of truly cherishing something you've had with you for a long time. I'm glad Taffy also feels the same and loves the real Randy just as much. I agree with the heroine that Serge never felt like he was "pretending" to be Randy, at most, it would be how he was influenced by Randy and changed because of him.

Lmao at Klaus saying the old Serge was a difficult guy to be around and that Randy was acting like that now, and then Sigurd says he's the last person that should be saying that considering how difficult he is🤣 I love how Taffy came out of nowhere to save the day haha, it's not a Randy route without Taffy, they're a team forever! I agree that Randy needs to make an Anywhere Phone so that he can always talk to Taffy even if they separate from each other (since Taffy will probably go with the real Randy), and it was so sweet to see Taffy call him Serge😭 The heroine deciding to transfer to Queensblade for the magic creature medicine course was really cool! I love how decisive she is towards her goals. It's sad that she's leaving everyone and going to school somewhere else but I'm happy for the heroine, and I loved her answer that yeah trying your best doesn't mean you'll definitely achieve your goals but giving up is a different story. If you love something, you should work your hardest towards it. Maybe it won't work out but it's better than regretting you didn't try. I loved how everything she learnt revolved around Randy and through each other they both grew as people, it's crazy to see how much the heroine has grown and how much more confident she is.

I can't believe the heroine was planning to leave without telling anyone! I understand her perspective but it's just so cruel to deny people the chance to say goodbye to her. I'm glad Elias busted her haha. Honestly, I didn't think I'd get emotional especially when it's obvious, but when Randy dripped a bit of the potion on the petrified cloth to check if it works before he used it on the real Randy, I couldn't help but want to cry seeing it work. Randy has gone through so many failures, suffered so much guilt throughout the years that seeing everything finally work out made me so happy for him. I was so happy for them when Randy woke up and was able to talk to the people he loved, but extremely sad to see him go back into a comatose state, I felt very sad for Serge. I'm very glad we got to see the real Randy wake up eventually and properly and get to see Serge and the heroine's child but omg, I understand why they call her Candy but noooo, that name is so silly hahaha. I'm still happy though because it's nice to know how happy they are.

Overall, I'm really sad to really say goodbye to Wizardess Heart for real now because just playing this route again made me remember how much I loved Randy and all the guys. Sure, not every route was great but that's to be expected with so many LIs and stories, but I definitely enjoyed them all enough that I'll remember them all fondly. In terms of the sequel itself, I really enjoyed seeing Randy's dream come true, and I really enjoyed the dilemma of whether Taffy would go back with real Randy and stuff like that. I liked seeing them struggle with their difficulties in seeing the real Randy and Serge doing his best to achieve his goal. But I guess what I enjoyed most was seeing the heroine grow so much that she had decided to move to Queensblade to fulfill her dream even if it meant she had to leave all her friends behind. I love her bravery and strength, and I love the support she and Serge give to each other as partners. It felt really heartwarming to watch over them and I'm really happy that I got to finish the game watching over how happy they are. However, I do have to say, I think all the guys deserved a sequel so I'm sad that the others never got that, but yeah oh well, I will definitely miss this game and would always recommend it for mobile otome players haha, it might feel dated but the stories are very heartwarming.

[pinkheartsweater]

one thing i've noticed playing sigurd's route is that MC actually has a lot more magical strength/control over her magic than she does in the klaus one. might have something to do with not getting torn down and called dumb all the time, who's to say

[adventuresdressingupdolls]

A lovely duet  🎼 ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

Sigurd is one of my favorite guys (｡♥‿♥｡)

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[memoria-99]

Comparing two Sol Maiden routes: Leslie's and Sigurd's

Both Leslie's route and Sigurd's route are Sol Maiden arc(S5), but I saw quite a contrast in how MC acted, and how that lead to the difference of metaphor.

Leslie's route: "STOP SELF DEPRECIATING"

Though she is clumsy, MC's not so terrible yet has soooo low self-esteem. MC keeps saying she's just a fake, and can't be a real Sol Maiden. Girl, who ever said like that? Leslie even said, "No, there's a reason why bow chose you" but she keep goes like "I'm pathetic".

On the 11th day, it was all dark and Leslie went to the forest, her mind was entirely broken and she couldn't do anything. If Chica hadn't dragged her along to the forest, I'm sure she would have just stayed there crying. Even in the forest, when her shoot didn't work well, she's like "so I'm useless after all," again. Leslie asked her to shoot together, so that's how they finally solved the problem.

Later, the MC says Leslie is her sun. Kinda expected. Leslie supports her very well, but she is busy self-deprecating almost all the time and relies emotionally too much on Leslie. "I'm gonna do it for him" "It was thanks to him I could do it" etc.

+ And about the bow. When Randolph gave her the bow saying now it's yours, she's like oh thanks! and accepts it.

Sigurd's route: "NICE WORK, GIRL"

MC was a bit clumsy at first but has surprisingly grown up through the route. Mel told MC that she's just a fake Sol Maiden for the festival, but when the dark creatures(?) goes on rampage and everyone is struggling, she goes, "Fake or not, I'm the Sol Maiden!" takes the bow and takes them down all. Cool!

When it was all dark on the 11th day and Sigurd and the two guys went to the forest, though she was worried 100%, she kept the bow and did what she could do. When she eventually went to the forest, she found Sigurd and the others almost dead, she saved them all, and then she shot the sun and literally saved the world. On a note, things were worse than Leslie's at this time. There's no Chica either. (She's gone rampage as well) If it was Leslie's MC, she would've ended up doing nothing after all.

In addition, Sigurd later said that the MC is his sun, and she thought he's like the moon. Unlike the other route, she is the sun. And she deserves this phrase. Ngl, she was a really cool and independent girl who saved Sigurd from darkness.

+ About the bow? When Randolph gave her the bow saying now it's yours, she's like nah, just keep it at the academy, I'll work hard from now on and wait until the next festival to see if I'm qualified as Sol Maiden at that time too.

P.S. I tend to use term MC when doing kind of an analysis like this, which is kinda more formal term. Liz is used as a rather friendly term, at least in my posts.

Screenshots from Leslie route for comparison

Screenshots from Sigurd route for comparison

[xxlucyxlolaxx]

A light in a field of Darkness

Klaus Goldstein x Liz Hart fanfiction. Happy reading.

Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45002569/chapters/113233336

[ceragondubs]

UPDATE: So far it's looking like Elias and Glenn are going to be the ones we dub next! Either we will do both at the same time, or only one(just depends on if I'm able to get enough understudy VAs so the cast is not overwhelmed!)

I will be choosing the 1-2 boys at the end of July! So if you have not yet voted, please do consider voting and/or sharing this form with your friends too!

Hey everyone! I’ve been receiving lots of messages on our social media/comments on our videos requesting for certain Wizardess Heart characters to have their routes voiced over. If you want your favorite boy to have his voice route now rather than later down the road, please do consider voting here! Votes DO MATTER! I will be picking the next 1-2 characters to voice over depending on the results of this survey. This voting form will remain permanently open, so there is no due-date. However, the sooner you get your votes in the better!

What if my favorite boy isn’t on this form?

All of the boys are on the voting form! However, depending on your choices for the question, “For the season 6 onwards routes, would you like for them to be dubbed in chronological order?” you will have access to the hidden section, which includes the season 6-11 love interests.

What choices will take me to this hidden section, and how do I get there?

- Option 1(dub in chronological order) WILL NOT take you to the hidden section. Dubbing the season 6-11 routes in chronological order means dubbing them in their release order. For example, first up would be Zeus, then Klaus II, Hiro, etc.

- Option 2 (dub 1 character per arc) WILL take you to the hidden section

- Option 3 (Dub then out of order, and do the popular characters first) WILL take you to the hidden section

- Option 4 (Dub the routes I find interesting) WILL NOT take you to the hidden section. This answer option means that the routes *I* find enjoyable will be prioritized and voiced first

- Option 5 (anything works. No preference) WILL take you to the hidden section

[madamlilac]

Klaus & Sigurd

How have I not noticed Sigurd is literally the opposite of Klaus? Klaus has golden hair and purple eyes while Sigurd has purple hair and golden eyes. I feel stupid for just realizing this now 😂

[shall-we-imagine]

Crime and Tea (SigurdxReader AU)

Hii I’m alive-ish lmao

genre: murder mystery, romance, comedy

“I hope you enjoy your stay, my lady.” Her butler bows slightly.

“I can already tell I’ll love it here; it’s so cozy!” Her eyes fail to commit to a single spot for longer than a second, excited to take in every detail of the small room.

“It’s rather humble in comparison to what you’ve grown used to, but since the train is the only way to the kingdom of light, this was the best I could find. My apologies.” He bows once more.

Her eyebrows furrow, but before any light hearted response could escape her, she realizes the reason for Sigurd’s elevated formality. The door to her room is still open, and there were innocent passersby and gossiping eavesdroppers alike. All are within earshot and are equally likely to assume a suspicious relationship between her and her butler.

She clears her throat, “I suppose this will do. You’re dismissed.”

Sigurd manages a small smile -one she happily returns- then bows and exists her room, not forgetting to slide her door shut.

(Y/N) huffs. She knows being so close to the royal family comes at a price, and it was worth it for the most part, but sometimes she wished she didn’t have to try so hard not to be the topic of interest amongst people, especially not because of such ‘scandal’. Sometimes she just wanted to spend time with Sigurd without it being ‘wrong’.

“Well, there’s always tea time, I suppose.” She smiles to herself.

In the meantime, (Y/N) seats herself by the window, patiently waiting for the scenery before her to change.

Shortly after she began losing interest in the repeating rows of trees rushing past the window, she hears a soft knock on the door.

“Come in.” She withholds her excitement in case the person behind the door isn’t who she anticipates.

A grin forms on her face at the sight of the dark haired man. She could tell he barely held back a smile too, but he made sure to close the door first, giving them the closest thing to privacy they could get on a train.

“It’s time for your tea break, Miss Queen’s personal detective.” Sigurd grins, “I suppose this could count as a celebratory tea break too.”

“Yes!!” She cheers, partially for her recruitment and partially just for hot tea and hot man. She was indeed a woman of simple needs.

The butler places a cup of hot green tea on the coffee table in front of her, “It’s the one you requested.”

Her face lights up; she clasps the warm cup, eager to take in a brew from a faraway land. She was ready to point out microscopic differences in the aroma and flavor of the tea, and Sigurd was ready to listen.

“Will you join me?”

It may appear as a question, but Sigurd knew this was a request- an order even.

“Anything for you, my lady.” He seats himself opposite to her.

“You know you can just say (Y/N), right? No one can hear us anyway.” The train had been enough of a nuisance to convince her it was impossible for anyone to overhear even if they tried.

“Well, aren’t you my lady even if people aren’t listening?” He gives an almost innocent smile. She knows that fucker did it on purpose.

The tea felt no hotter than her cheeks at the moment. “I- uh, well…”

Sigurd chuckles, “How’s the tea?”

“Oh, the tea!” Relief and excitement lead the way, “The smell is already so relaxing!”

“Indeed, it is.” His words accidentally seemed sarcastic, considering he picks that moment to pour himself some coffee.

She pays him no mind and finally takes her first sip. She takes a few moments to analyze the novel taste, “I love it!”

“Really?” Sigurd encourages a more detailed answer.

“It’s very different from what I’m used to; it doesn’t even taste like green tea, but it’s good.” She takes another sip.

“I wonder if it’s a mistranslation…” Sigurd takes a sip of his coffee.

“Hmm…I suppose it could be.” She ponders for a moment then shrugs, “You should try it anyway; it’s good.”

(Y/N) slides the cup towards him, and he gently picks up the ceramic floral cup almost like gripping it too much would break it. Well, the contrast between the size of the cup and the size of his hands made it very feasible.

She catches herself smiling at the thought and immediately tries to bring her attention back to the tea; the blush creeping up on her is obviously nonexistent, and she won’t acknowledge it.

“It really does taste nice. The flavor isn’t as bitter as usual green tea, which I like.”

“Don’t you like coffee?”

“Well, coffee makes bitterness taste better than green tea does; sue me.” He flicks his wrist dismissively.

She giggles, “I think you’re just biased.”

“Me? I’m never biased.”

“That’s a lie.” She smirks.

He observes her features for a few seconds before choosing violence. Or choosing to embarrass her- same thing, really.

“You’re right. I am biased sometimes- mostly when it comes to a certain person.” He waits for the flustered expression he adores so much.

There it is. He doesn’t prevent the smugness from showing on his face.

“You sound especially flirty today.” She mumbles, avoiding eye contact.

“Hmm?” She isn’t about to repeat herself, but he chooses to play dumb still.

“Nothing.” She sips her tea, “I heard Prince Caesar’s wedding was called off.”

As innocent as the statement sounds, Sigurd has gotten used to her subtle ways of asking for more information. Gossip is an integral part of tea breaks, after all.

His smile widens, “It was.”

She traces the rim of the now empty cup, “Why’s that?”

A sly aura surrounds the handsome man before her, as he leans in closer. His voice quieter than a whisper, he warns, “You’ve merely heard of this from the talk around town, and it’s not from a reliable source…”

“I’ve only heard of the wedding cancellation; that’s all I know.” Smiling, she assures her butler he won’t be getting executed for spreading this private information outside the palace. Well, not because of her at least.

She shudders at the image of Sigurd’s head rolling away from the guillotine for sharing the palace’s secrets, but she anticipates his next statement anyway.

“Good girl.” He whispers.

She instinctively pulls away from him, blushing furiously. The implications behind the simple words were glaringly obvious to her, yet he maintained the calm, innocent smile. Was she the one misinterpreting his signals? No, he’s certainly messing with her on purpose.

“Well, if you stay all the way over there, people might hear, and this is top secret.” He beckons for her to come closer to him; she hesitantly complies.

“The wedding was called off simply because…” Sigurd pauses for dramatic effect, as he does, “the groom wasn’t there.”

“What?!” She gasps, pulling away from him in shock, “Is he missing? Are they searching for him?”

Sigurd smirks. This is one of the main reasons he loves bringing her all the gossip: her reactions. He enjoys all her cute expressions and shocked remarks.

“Well, not exactly.” He pulls her by her arm, bringing his lips back to her ear, “Prince Caesar wasn’t kidnapped; rather, he was robbed.”

“Robbed?” She furrows her eyebrows, her head tilted towards Sigurd as if the answer would be written on his face.

“Of his heart, yes.” He pouts, pressing a palm to his chest.

Her eyes widen, “He was having an affai-”

Sigurd’s hand flies over her mouth, “Ssshh! You’re too loud!” he lets out a light laugh.

Just when she thought that was the most shocking part, Sigurd leans back in with the rest of his story.

“So, on the night before the wedding, he took off with his lover- who, by the way, is suspected to be a lowborn, but no one is fully sure of his identity yet.” Sigurd spills the rest of the details, “And that’s why the wedding had to be called off, but since the king and queen are ashamed their son took off with a lower class man, they don’t know if they’ll even call for an investigation to try to find him. I doubt the prince would come back on his own either.”

Her hand remains covering her gaping mouth, “Is this really the right time to visit the queen?”

“Well, they haven’t retracted their invitation, soo… would be a bit rude not to show up.” He shrugs, “Plus, at least we’ll go to the festival you wanted to visit for a while now.”

“You’re right; I can’t wait.” Her attention temporarily shifted from Prince Caesar; however, she couldn’t help but wonder how he’s doing. She’s never met him before, but she heard he’s a kind soul. “Still, I hope the prince is safe and happy with his lover.” She sighs.

“I trust the prince has a good survival plan.” He smiles reassuringly.

She opens her mouth to respond, but loud screams freeze time for a few seconds, as they try to make sense of it. “What was that?” she croaks.

“I- I don’t know.” His troubled expression fails to ease her nerves.

“We have to check.” She rushes towards the door, but Sigurd grips her arm.

“Stay behind me.” His pleading eyes bore into her, “Please.”

She doesn’t argue; she wanted to get to the source of the screams as soon as possible, even if it meant she doesn’t insist she can safely lead the way, and that she’s capable of taking care of herself. It wasn’t the time.

He takes a deep breath before carefully sliding the door open. He peeks outside, making sure it’s safe for them to walk out. “Stay close.” He instructs.

She almost pushes past him impatiently, but she forces herself to nod and match Sigurd’s -too slow for her liking- pace.

“Sigurd, you’re too slow.” She hisses.

“I’m sorry I don’t want us to be ambushed.” He retorts.

“Do you wanna make it to the front page for being the rudest butler?”

“I won’t let the fame get to my head; don’t you worry.”

She was once again interrupted before mustering a reply. “Wait.” Sigurd’s arm barricades the path to the next cart, aka the source of the screams.

“What is it?” She stands on the tip of her toes, trying to take a peek past his shoulders.

“A body.” He slowly allows her through.

“A…body..?” Her eyes frantically scan the scene in front of her.

“Everyone move out the way; this is an order.” She whips out her badge, showing it the circle of people who slowly make way for her.

The newly promoted detective squats down next to the body, silently cursing this new position that lead her to a murder case in less than a day.

Something catches her attention, and she tugs on the unconscious man’s unbuttoned collar, revealing bruises around his neck. “He was strangled…” She states.

“None of you saw anything?” She turns to face the crowd, only now noticing a bunch of familiar faces among them.

“The lights went out; no one could see anything.” One of said familiar faces speaks quietly.

“Gu- Er..Sir Brighton,” The formality tasted weird in her mouth, since the two were close friends, but she pushes through, “the lights seemed to be fine in my room; was it only this cart?”

“Seems like it.”

Another joins in, “My room was fine too. It seems the murderer knew what they were doing.” Luca, one of the very known noblemen, walks closer to the body casually. She saw through his cool attitude; this man is thrilled to be witnessing a murder. She cringes.

“He could still be alive.” A blonde man steps closer, “Can I check?”

The man is certainly a Goldstein, but she couldn’t quite tell which of the brothers. Regardless, they’re all well versed in medicine, so she had no problem trusting any of them.

“Yes, please.” Her next step had been finding a doctor for that exact reason, but the doctor seemed to find her first.

“I’m sorry, Miss Hart, but I don’t think he made it…” The blonde apologizes and steps back, a grim look on his face.

“Took you no time at all, Goldstein.” Luca interjects, “Almost like you already knew he’s dead.”

There was no point in considering the possibility; Luca Orlem’s hobbies consist mainly of flattering and disturbing anything that breathes- that includes accusing his friend of murder for fun of course.

On the bright side, she now knows which Goldstein this is (by relying on Sigurd’s description of their relationship)

“Shut up, Orlem.” Elias mutters.

“Well, he’s not entirely wrong; everyone here is a suspect.” A man spoke, “Even you, Miss Hart.” It may have been disgust or just distrust, but the way he spoke brought everyone at least some discomfort. But he was right.

“You’re right.” She replies quietly, glancing at her butler near the door. He’s the only one, apart from herself of course, that she could confirm wasn’t near the body when it happened.

Her train of thoughts was cut off when she noticed he was frantically trying to tell her something.

Azusa Kuze!!, Sigurd mouths while aggressively pointing at the man.

Azusa Kuze?! Her eyes widen. Did the case just solve itself by this man’s presence? No, she’s a professional. She won’t make assumptions; he may be a very shady individual with a couple of accusations pointing right at him to no avail, but that doesn’t make him the murderer. Not yet at least.

She will, however, keep her eye on him.

She mouths a thank you to her butler before redirecting her attention to the body.

“Nobody touch or move the body.” She orders, “Anyone that does as much as come near the body will be convicted for tampering with evidence.”

She stands up, “As Mr. Kuze stated previously, everyone here is a suspect; therefore, for your own safety, don’t put too much trust in your surroundings and avoid being isolated from the crowds. I’ll send someone to guard the electric-”

Her heart drops.

The lights went out before she could send someone to make sure it doesn’t happen again.

Fear spread like wildfire: screams and rushing footsteps (loud enough to cover up another murder) took over the cart.

“Stop! everybody stay quiet and stay still!” She yells sternly, but no matter how many times she yells for them to quit making it easy for the culprit, her voice was drowned out by all the fearful passengers.

It couldn’t have been longer than like 30 seconds, but the desperation and fear stretched these seconds to minutes, and in her mind, this was enough time for more victims or even an escape- what is she gonna do?! She might as well just bury herself alive right this second and be forever remembered as the failure of a detective she is.

The light coming back almost suffocated her; she wanted to feel relieved, but she was scared to see the aftermath of her incompetence.

Nervously, she begins scanning the now awfully quiet cart; everyone is collectively holding their breath, searching for the new body.

“Everyone’s alive…?” Uncertainty kept her voice a whisper.

“Seems like it.” Guy responds.

She almost lets out a sigh of relief.

Almost.

“Where’s the body?” A man bursts into the cart.

“Zeus, can we not do this?” A dark haired man follows behind.

She recognized the two problems approaching her, but a bigger, far more serious problem stuck out like a sore thumb. Where is the body?

Her eyes scan the crowd circling her for the missing culprit, but everyone was right there- Azusa Kuze included. It wasn’t enough time for someone to leave the cart, hide the body, and come back; this served as proof there may be more than one criminal on board after all.

“Mr. Curtis, please go make sure nobody manages to mess with the power again- quick before they do it again.” She orders, “No one else enters or leaves this cart; this includes you Mr. Brundle and, of course, your butler.”

Sigurd bows before exiting the cart.

“You can’t tell me what to do!” Zeus steps forward.

She raises her badge, “As a matter of fact, I can. Unless you’d like to be the main suspect on a murder case.”

“Main suspect?! I wasn’t even here for it!”

“Do you have any proof?” She raises an eyebrow and awaits his response or rather the lack thereof.

“Hiro was with me; we were at the bar.” He crosses his arm, “And I’d like to go back, since there is no body after all.”

His butler rolls his eyes, “You’ll get us beheaded, Brundle; let’s just wait till this is over.” He drags Zeus to the side.

“No- I don’t- ugh- fine.” Everyone watches as Zeus slowly gives in.

Nada turns around to face the other side, “Now…I wanna hear everybody’s alibi.”

She points to the person on her far right, “You. Where were you before and during the power outage?”

He wasn’t someone she recognizes, and she wished Sigurd was here to help guide her with his unending knowledge of everybody’s backstory, but here she was anyway.

“Just…sitting here…” The man spoke quietly.

Right. It’s a train; everyone can just say that. What was she expecting?

“Did you notice anyone suspicious?”

His eyes- well, eye, technically, considering the other was covered by an eye patch- shift towards Luca, “No…” He mumbles, looking back at the detective.

His hesitation hadn’t escaped her.

“Are you sure?”

He nods.

“Well, did you notice any strange behavior by Mr…” she trails off.

“Qing. Mr. Qing.” Azusa finishes her sentence.

“Yeah, Mr. Qing, did you notice him acting a little strange?”

“I don’t know him, so I suppose not.”

“You claim to have just been sitting there, yet you’ve noticed absolutely nothing in your surroundings.” She knew it was entirely possible, but for now, everyone is a suspect, and she was to treat it that way. Plus, she’d learned it firsthand that people are a lot more likely to throw others under the bus if they think it keeps others from pointing fingers at them.

His stare was the most blank she’d ever seen, “Yes.”

“Can anyone confirm you never left your seat?”

“Yes, I was with Yukiya the whole time.” The Goldstein interjects.

“It wasn’t your turn to speak, Mr. Goldstein.”

“Sorry.” His head hangs low.

Her gaze shifts back to Yukiya- his permanently blank stare unchanged.

Her vision slowly pans over to the next suspect. Vincent Knight. He’s a pretty famous merchant; his presence made the most sense to her, since the festival brought all types of buyers and sellers to the kingdom of Light. He’s more likely not the culprit, but she has to be sure.

“Mr. Knight.” She directs his attention to her.

“Miss Hart.” His flirtatious gaze brings color to her cheeks.

She clears her throat, “What were you doing before and during the power outage?”

“I was asleep.” He sheepishly rubs the back of his neck.

“You were also right next to Glenn…” A familiar voice mumbles. Joel Crawford. She knew Joel since childhood, and he wasn’t one to start a fight, so his accusation came as a bit of a shock to her.

“What are you trying to say, kid?” Annoyance displayed itself openly on his features.

“I’m saying you’re too calm for someone whose friend just got murdered.”

“And that makes me a murderer?!” His voice got louder.

“Hey!” She needed to regain control over the situation, “No one is accusing anyone; we’re all on the same team here.”

“I’d say it’s quite the opposite, really. I don’t trust any of you.” Zeus seemed to find this the best moment to share his totally asked for opinion.

“Oh, but you’re so trustworthy.” Azusa replies sarcastically.

“You wanna say that again, fuckface?!” Before Zeus could reach his target, his butler drags him by his arm further away.

Before Azusa could test Zeus’s willingness to cooperate with his butler, there was another power outage.

Fear struck (Y/N)’s heart. Is Sigurd okay? Did the murderer(s) get to him?

No, she has to focus- keep everyone safe. Sigurd will be fine.

However, even more so than last time, screams and footsteps cover up the sound of all possible crimes, and nothing she says changes anything.

Her eyes water helplessly. Someone is gonna die, and she can’t stop it.

The light comes back on.

“Vincent!” A woman screams.

(Y/N)’s heart felt heavy in her chest. She failed to save another person, and unless she finds the culprit, there could be more to come.

“Everyone, stay back!” She approaches the body. Why did the method change this time? Why was he stabbed rather than choked to death? Was the murderer trying to be quicker? Were they getting less confident in their abilities? Doesn’t that mean Vincent could still be alive? It hasn’t been long enough for him to bleed to death, but…

Her eyes told a different story. There he was, very much dead.

Still, after silently observing his lifeless face, she turns to the professional, “Mr. Goldstein?”

He nods and rushes to her side.

He eagerly checks for any signs of life, alas, he shakes his head. “We lost him.”

What? This makes no sense.

Maybe Elias was lying.

Did Elias kill them?

Who was his partner in crime? Luca Orlem? Is his dislike for the charismatic nobleman a trick to repel suspicions?

Just then, her eyes fell on an item in Vincent’s open bag.

A fucking flashlight.

If he had a flashlight all this time, why didn’t he use it?

Nada grabs the flashlight. There’s no way he had a working flashlight in his bag, right?

However, with a simple click, a beam of light circles Elias.

Why didn’t he use it? It’s almost like he was trying to get murdered!

Unless…

Nada pulls out a shotgun and aims it at Vincent.

“W-what are you doing?!” His accomplice leaps in front of him.

“Step aside, Goldstein, you’ll get your turn after.”

Luca takes a seemingly hesitant step forward, “But…he’s already dead; why waste a bullet?”

Ha! They’re telling on themselves at this point.

“Step aside, both of you. Unless you wanna get shot.” She warns.

“Please, put the gun down; he’s dead. Why do you wanna shoot him?” Elias pleads.

Nada sighs before forcefully pushing past the two equally guilty men. She was gonna deal with them, but she had to prove her theory first.

“There’s no reason this man would have a flashlight and not use it, unless…” She grabs his hair, lifting his head up to face her.

“Unless…?” Zeus asks.

She presses her gun below his chin. “Unless he doesn’t want the killer to get caught.”

“Why would he help the killer?” Hiro stared at her like she was insane, but so did everyone else.

“Because this is not a murder…this is an escape.” She cocks her gun.

His eyes shoot open, “Please” he breathes out.

She grabs him by his collar, pulling him into a chokehold and turning to face the other two.

“Get down.” She points her gun at Vincent’s head. Luca and Elias comply.

“Miss Hart, please, let me explain.” Elias’s voice was shaky.

Everyone was frozen in place until Zeus seemed to break free from the trance. “Are you guys insane?! Tell her the truth! Now!”

The lights go off.

This time, she was ready. She pushes Vincent to the ground and shines the flashlight at the 3 culprits.

That’s when she saw it. The door to the cart Zeus and his butler came through was opening ever so slowly. Nada aims her gun at the entrance.

Sigurd walks in, holding a cake.

“Oh, dear, what happened?” He chuckles nervously.

“Sigurd?”

The lights come back on.

“Surprise?” Vincent hesitantly pushes himself off the floor, followed by Elias and Luca.

“I- what?”

“Congrats on the recruitment.” Joel punches her shoulder lightly.

“Yeah, we’re all happy for you.” Glenn peeks through the open door with a smile. He’s alive?

“What’s going on?”

“We really got you good, huh?” Zeus laughs.

“Should’ve seen your face!” Hiro adds.

“Was this all a prank?”

“Damn, you really are slow; let’s eat cake!” Zeus approaches Sigurd.

~~~

“I still can’t believe you planned all of this.” Nada sheepishly takes a bite out of her cake, “I really thought people were dying; I thought you died!”

Sigurd chuckles. “Worry not, my lady,” He brings her hand to his lips, “I’ll always be here by your side.”

“I- of course you will! It’s your job!” She pulls her hand back in embarrassment.

“Yes, yes, it is.” He smirks, “But, I wanna be by your side in other ways too.”

“What ways?”

Sigurd leans into her, his hot breath on her neck, “I’ll show you when we get to the hotel; how about it, hmm?”

“I- yes, sounds good!” She pushes him away shyly.

Yet on the inside, she couldn’t wait to get to that hotel…