Milliardo knelt before Treize calmly, his eyes vacant and unmoving. Treize walked toward the platinum haired mage and spoke.
"You have finally completed your training, young Milliardo, and now I shall give you a gift." From elegantly manicured claws, a white stone set into a delicate gold circlet dangled. The refined demon fixed the jewel to Milliardo's brow. "From this day forth, you shall be known as Zechs Marquise while you are in mine or Mistress Une's presence. Rise Zechs Marquise and take your place among us," Treize said stepping back to stand by Mistress Une.
Zechs stood and his eyes focused on the regal pair. They had raised him as their own. He had been told that his family had been murdered and that he had miraculously been spared their fate by his adoptive parents intervention. He owed them his life and would do anything to protect them.
Walking over to them, he bowed before the Demon. "I thank you Lord Treize, and should you ever wis