While Garlan was asleep, Heimos couldn't hold back and kissed his beloved boy.
Although he wanted to get more, Garlan was sleeping, so Heimos resisted the thought of continuing to kiss the slender neck down the white chin, just lingering on the pale pink lips After a while, he forced himself to raise his head.
Moreover, he also heard footsteps coming here, and shouts.
"elder brother?"
Someone shouted like that from outside.
The slightly heavier wooden soles stepped on the ground and made a light footstep sound, and they have been dragging towards this side.
Heimos guessed who it was.
He gently patted the sleeping Garlan's head again, then got up, walked slowly towards the door.
As soon as he reached the door, Heimos saw Sinyas who was walking towards here wearing clogs, yawning and rubbing his eyes, looking for people in sleepy eyes.
As soon as he saw him, Sinyas showed a wary look.
"When did you come? What are you doing?"
Sinyas glared at him badly.
"Did you take my brother away?"
"Be quiet, he fell asleep inside."
Heimos said,
"You should go, don't quarrel with him here."
The eyes of the boy who stared at him warily suddenly widened.
"I do not go!"
Heimos didn't bother to talk to him, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he would do the same trick again, grabbing him and forcibly dragging him out.
Sinyas hurriedly dodged.
"Don't catch me, I'll just go." He stared at Heimos, "but you have to go with me too, you are not allowed to stay here."
Heimos didn't bother to care about this little brat who didn't wean. Anyway, he had come over in time, and it was almost time to go, so he walked ahead.
He was in front of him, and he couldn't see the eyes of the boy behind him staring at him, and Xinyas quickly glanced back at the room where Garlan was asleep.
As soon as he took Sinyas out of the door, he met the female officer Tapti who was about to come in.
The female officer bowed her head slightly to salute him, and before he could speak, Sinyas hurriedly rushed out from behind Heimos.
"Brother fell asleep inside, go in and take care of him."
Sinyas said to Tapti with a serious look.
"… Yes."
Tapti looked at Sinyas who suddenly rushed in front of her with some surprise, and nodded.
"His Royal Highness, Your Excellency Sinyas, I'll go see the prince first, and I won't send you off."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and asked the maid at the door to send the two away on her behalf.
Then, Tapti took the maid behind him into the room, instructed the maid to pack the refreshments, and walked into the bedroom by himself.
She looked at Prince Garlan who was sleeping quietly, reached out and touched his forehead, then turned to look at the bedroom carefully, and found nothing unusual. He shook his head and walked out.
…
Outside, after leaving Garlan's palace, Heimos went straight to the training ground.
Sinyas stood there, staring at Heimos's back with open eyes, frowning, his face very serious.
It is true that his thinking is slower than his peers, and he is not very good at thinking about complicated things. However, his mentor and the priest who is also responsible for teaching him did not perfunctory him because of this, but step by step he should know what his age should know. He taught him everything about men and women, including men and women.
So, Sinyas knew exactly what Heimos did.
But that's something not to do.
Heimos is male, as is his older brother.
Moreover, Heimos was taking advantage of his brother's sleep. Obviously, that person did not obtain his brother's consent and acted frivolously.
Sinyas knew that his mind was not fast, but he knew that the teachers and priests were for his own good, so he would carefully remember what they said.
Before coming to the royal city, Raya had already carefully analyzed the situation in the royal city to him.
Sinyas remembers it very clearly. Priest Raya said that although his brother has already become a crown prince, his foundation is not stable now, and there are many people who oppose him.
Because in addition to Prince Gallan, there is also a Prince Heimos, and the Prince of Heimos is not weaker than Prince Gallan, especially he has great military exploits.
Therefore, Priest Raya told Xinyas to pay attention to his words and deeds when he arrived in the royal city, so as not to cause trouble.
Especially not to cause a conflict between the crown prince and Heimos, because that would bring the crown prince a lot of trouble.
It was precisely because Sinyas took Priest Raya's words in his heart that he resisted the urge to rush in and beat that frivolous brother on the spot.
And now...
Sinyas has already figured out how to help his brother.
His idea was simple.
Priest Laia was able to help him suppress those in Ermia city who had bad feelings for him, because Priest Laia was bigger than those people.
Therefore, to suppress Heimos, who peeped at his brother, he could only find someone bigger than Heimos.
…
…
In the reception hall on the east side of the palace, King Kamos sat on the malachite throne above the hall, and several officials bowed their heads respectfully and stood below, talking loudly.
Camos lay slanted on the snow-white gauze spread on the malachite throne, with one hand on his stooped knee, the long parchment spread out on the table in front of him, and he listened. The officials below spoke, their eyes swept back and forth across the paper.
Those officials are officials from various places who came to Wangcheng to report their work. They have been waiting in Wangcheng for a few days. Finally, this afternoon, King Camos took the time to summon them and listen to them report on their work for the past few years.
At this moment, it is nearing the end, and the last official finished his debriefing, honestly shut his mouth, and stood below.
King Camos, who had read the contents of the scroll and listened to the reports of these officials, nodded slightly, his face was not bad.
These officials were all selected by him to exercise in various places a few years ago, and now they have made some achievements one by one without hitting him in the face.
That being the case, it's time to transfer these trained young officials back to the royal city, just to arrange for Garlan to use them.
He was thinking this with satisfaction, when suddenly there was a loud noise outside. Before he could speak, Xie Muer, who was standing beside him with a serious face, had already walked out quickly with a straight face. By looking at his expression, he knew that he was going out to reprimand him. human.
Not long after, Xi Muer came back.
He frowned and reported: "Your Majesty, the one who caused the riot outside was the city lord of Ermia, and he wanted to see you."
"The city of Ermia... oh, Garland's..."
King Camos thought for a while and then remembered.
With a wave of his hand, he let the officials retreat first.
"Ximuel, bring him in."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Speaking of which, King Camos is still a little curious, and Gallan's younger brother doesn't know what it looks like.
Although when Garlan investigated when he was young, it was said that this younger brother was not similar to Garlan, one with brown skin and the other with fair skin.
However, after all, they are brothers with the same mother and father. Except for the skin color, they should be somewhat similar, right
Thinking like this, King Camos just took a sip of wine lazily, and when he saw Xinyas walking in, he almost choked the drink in his throat.
Fortunately, he barely held back and swallowed the drink again, while Xinyas bowed his head honestly as soon as he came in, and knelt down to him on one knee. He didn't notice anything unusual about him. Moss maintained his image and majesty as king.
After slowing down for a while, and taking another sip of wine to suppress his shock, King Camos spoke.
"Are you Sinyas? Gallan's younger brother?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The big boy kneeling below replied.
King Camos looked at the young city lord of Ermia City. Although the boy's big man and strong body made him feel a little favored about him, he was very puzzled in his heart.
This... is he really a brother to Garlan
Not to mention the color of the skin, just this appearance, this face shape, this figure, there is nothing similar to his lovely brother Wang
He was still so puzzled in his heart that the young city owner below had already spoken.
"Your Majesty, I have something very important to report to you, very important."
"Oh? Then tell me."
"I only tell you, Your Majesty."
After speaking, Sinyas quickly added.
"It is very important and important that only you can hear it, and no one else can hear it."
Xinyas's words made Xie Muer frown on the side.
"City Lord Ermia, your words are too presumptuous."
he scolds.
The boy who was reprimanded by him shrank. He was a little afraid of the priest Raya who taught him, and the priest Shemuer was a bit like the priest Raya, even more serious than the priest Raya, so he was also a little bit like the priest Raya. Afraid of Shemuer.
However, although he was a little nervous, after taking a look at Xie Muer, he still gritted his teeth, shook his head and insisted: "I can't let others know! I only tell your majesty!"
"you-"
"I only speak to Your Majesty! You can't listen either!"
Probably because the jar was broken, Xinyas, who was still a little nervous at the beginning, clenched his neck and did not let go.
"Ha ha ha ha."
King Camos on the throne laughed out loud.
"Looking at it this way, it does look a bit similar. The only person who dares to confront you with Xie Muer, except for Garlan, seems to be this little guy."
Probably in a good mood, after he finished laughing, he stood up and looked at Sinyas.
"Sinyas, right? Well, you come with me."
He stepped down from the high platform of the throne and entered a small room on the side of the hall.
That is the secret room, when officials and generals want to report some secret things to him, they will talk in it. During the construction, a very thick stone wall was deliberately used, so that the conversation inside could not be heard from the outside.
When King Camos entered, his personal guards stood outside the door, forbidding anyone to approach.
The thick and heavy iron-wood door slowly closed, isolating the others.
After King Camos entered, he sat on the upper golden camphor wood chair.
"Tell me, no one else can hear you here."
As soon as the door closed, Xinyas leaned over and knelt down without saying a word.
He bluntly told King Camos of everything he saw and thought.
The Lion King, who was sitting on the chair, had a blank look at first, but later, with Xinyas's narration, his originally fair face sank and darkened little by little.
His eyes became sharp, staring at Sinyas who was kneeling in front of him, his eyes were like a sharp blade trying to see through his whole person.
His slightly thick lips pursed forcefully, as if he was trying to suppress something, his fingers clenched the top of the armrest forcefully, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were faintly visible.
An awe-inspiring oppressive aura emanated from the seated King Camos, causing the air in the room to solidify little by little, so heavy that it was almost breathless.
Finally, there was a crackling sound.
The top of the armrest of the hard golden camphor wood chair was crushed by him.
King Camos stood up suddenly and opened the door.
"Call Heimos to my bedroom, immediately."
He gave orders to Xie Muer who was waiting outside the door, expressionless.
Then, without waiting for Xi Muer to answer, he strode forward, his dark cloak flying high behind him.
…
Soon, Heimos, who was honing his martial arts skills at the training ground, went to the palace of King Camos immediately after receiving the king's order conveyed by the guard.
He didn't think much about it at first, he just thought that King Camos had something to do with him. When he got there, he realized that there was something wrong with the atmosphere.
The maids who usually come and go in the courtyard are all silent at this moment, standing quietly with their heads lowered.
There were very few people in the palace, and the guards stood at the door without saying a word, only beckoning him to enter after Heimos came. As soon as he walked in, the door behind him was closed.
Heimos glanced back at the closed room and frowned.
He stepped inside and crossed the short corridor.
There was still no one, and it seemed that King Camos made all the servants retreat.
When he stepped into the inner room, when he looked up, he saw King Camos standing there with his back to him.
The sloping cape dangled from the broad shoulders, and the hem fell on the bluestone floor.
Although King Camos stood with his back to him and could not see his expression, Heimos could clearly feel the intimidating aura emanating from King Camos.
It was obviously invisible, but because it was too terrifying, it seemed to form a substantial sense of oppression, covering the entire room and attacking him fiercely as he stepped into it.
Heimos could still keep his face unchanged. If it were someone else, he would have been so frightened that his face was pale and sweaty.
The lion of the king of beasts, even if it is just quietly lying prone on the ground, does not move.
It can also make people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
Heimos lowered his eyes, leaned over, and curtseyed to King Camos, who had his back turned to him.
The jet-black strands of hair fell from his eyes, casting shadows on the bottom of his eyes.
He vaguely sensed something, and guessed something, so he knelt on one knee, silent, and did not speak.
Those thin lips were pursed so tightly that it was like a straight line.
The heavy atmosphere in the room didn't know how long it lasted, and finally, King Camos, who was standing there, moved.
He turned around and took a step.
Dull footsteps sounded in the room, from far to near, and then Heimos saw the feet standing in front of him.
He didn't raise his head, but he could clearly feel the gaze looking down at him from top to bottom, scorching hot, like fire was burning on his body.
With a thud, the pointed end of the heavy giant sword with its scabbard slammed into King Camos' feet, in front of him.
He heard the low voice of King Kammos, clearly suppressing his anger, coming from above.
"Do you like Garland?"
The room was deadly silent at this moment, and the overwhelming sense of terrifying oppression was almost suffocating.
The giant sword standing on the side seemed to be an invisible threat. Perhaps in the next second, the giant sword would be unsheathed and cut in half.
Heimos closed his eyes.
"Yes."
He answered without hesitation.
The muscles of the right arm of the Lion King tensed violently, and with a bang, the great sword was unsheathed.
A ferocious sword wind came violently.
With a bang, the broad blade swiped across Heimos's forehead dangerously and slashed heavily on the ground.
Almost half of the blade was cut into the hard bluestone.
Heimos knelt in front of King Camos, motionless.
He didn't even move the corner of his eye.
A jet-black broken hair cut by the blade of the sword fluttered lightly and slowly from in front of him and landed on the ground in front of his knees.
King Camos, who slashed the sword, looked down at Heimos, his face was like iron, his eyes were like blades, and his body exuded a terrifying aura.
He stared at Heimos' eyes like coals of fire, burning as if a flame was burning fiercely and fiercely in the depths of his brown pupils.
The Lion King's voice was very low, but no matter how low it was, it was still like the low roar of a furious lion.
"Go to the north for me, and you are not allowed to step into the royal city for ten years!"
Heimos, whose face was sinking like water, suddenly clenched his hand tightly on the ground.