The night passed, and when the sky was just dawn, the quiet palace welcomed a special visitor.
As usual, after dawn, the door of the large bedroom in the palace was quietly pushed halfway open by the maid who came over.
However, it is not fully opened.
The thick veil hung down inside, blocking the scene from the depths of the bedroom.
The maids stood outside the half-closed door, quietly waiting for the sleeping young king to wake up, and then summoned them to serve.
At this time, the maids were surprised by the sudden arrival of the person early in the morning.
They looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
It stands to reason that they should inform the inside of this person's arrival, but the young king is still asleep, and they cannot wake him up without permission until the female officer Tapu mentions it.
The visitor made a silent gesture to them, and they bowed slightly to salute him.
The man didn't say much, walked straight into the door, and closed the door.
The maids couldn't stop it, and they couldn't break into the bedroom without authorization. They could only look at each other, helplessly continued to wait at the door, anxiously waiting for the female officer to come and tell them what to do.
Heimos walked into the bedroom, lifted the overlapping veils, and saw Garlan sleeping on the wide bed deep in the bedroom.
He eased his footsteps and walked over slowly.
The boy who didn't notice someone coming was still asleep, lying on his side with calm eyes.
A long blond hair was spread out on the snow-white velvet pillow, and the morning light falling from the skylight danced and shimmered in the hair.
Heimos glanced at Gallan's shoulder, and sure enough, he saw what he had guessed.
His lips curved slightly, he walked to the bed and leaned over.
"Gallan."
He whispered Garlan's name softly.
The sleeping boy moved his eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes.
His newly opened eyes were not focused, and after watching Heimos in a trance for a while, he woke up a little.
"… Heimos?"
Perhaps it was because he had just woken up, his voice was soft, soft, and a little nasal, like an ignorant child.
The sound was as soft as velvet in the pillow, and it made people's hearts melt.
Heimos looked at Garlan softly, and gave a low hum.
Still half-awake and half-sleeping, Garlan yawned a little, and sat up with his hands on the bed, who had not noticed anything wrong.
The loose silk clothes slipped off his shoulders unconsciously in his deep sleep. When he got up, the long golden hair that had been spread out on the snow-white velvet pillow slipped down his white shoulders.
Reflecting the morning sun shining in from the skylight, his long hair was like flowing gold flowing from his shoulders and neck.
The sunlight made the boy's exposed shoulders become more and more pale and tender, like a whole piece of soft tofu with flawless white jade, making people feel the urge to take a bite.
Heimos swallowed in his throat, suppressing the hunger and thirst from his body with great self-control.
After Garlan left last night, he spent almost half the night in the icy stream, and… the fire that was finally extinguished after venting twice, suddenly started to burn again.
He hurriedly looked away, for fear that he would not be able to suppress the fire in his body any longer, but his breathing had become uncontrollable, and his lower abdomen was even tighter.
Even when he sat up, still sleepy Garlan was unaware of the dangerous existence of a beast in human skin beside him. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.
A little morning breeze with the coolness of the night blew in, making him feel a little cold on his bare shoulders.
So, subconsciously, he opened his mouth, intending to ask the maid outside to come in and serve him, while he lowered his head and glanced over his shoulder, trying to pull up the silk clothes that had slipped from his shoulders, so as not to be too disheveled in front of the maid.
Before the mouth that had just opened had time to make a sound, the sound stuck in his throat.
The glance that had been taken lightly made Garlan stunned, and then a jolt in his head made him wake up in an instant.
On the slender collarbone, a little red on the fair skin is extremely conspicuous.
This little red mark made the memories of last night flood into Garlan's mind like a tide.
Yesterday, because he woke up in the middle of his sleep, his mind was confused, and because he was inexplicably bored, he couldn't sleep at all, so he simply ran to Heimos.
He just wanted to talk to Heimos, so that he would not continue to think about it by himself.
only…
Originally, he and Heimos were still talking normally, but the guy didn't know what stimulated him, and suddenly he became a beast, and he held him in his arms and gnawed people desperately like a wolf cub.
Unpredictable, he was kissed by the guy, or maybe it was because the lip biting him was so hot that his brain was a little confused, and he didn't react for a while, letting the other party act.
As a result, the guy had to take an inch, and when he got to the back, he panicked and found that his shirt had been pulled down by half...
Garlan shook his head vigorously, throwing off the sultry memory in his head.
Taking a deep breath, he calmed down and calmed himself down.
Then, he looked up and stared at Heimos with what he thought was extremely intimidating.
"What are you doing here so early?"
he asked in a low voice.
Heimos stared at the boy sitting on the bed with round eyes.
But the big round eyes and the slightly reddish tips of the ears, which were still a little misty just after waking up, not only lacked any deterrence, but were so cute that he wanted to touch them.
But knowing that this would definitely anger Garland, he resisted it.
"Be quiet."
Huymos said softly.
"If you call the maid in, you'll be in trouble."
Although he didn't care to reveal it, Garlan definitely didn't want to.
So considering Garlan's mood, he still chose to come over earlier today to remind Garlan to pay attention to this matter.
"What's the trouble?"
Garland asked.
Heimos didn't speak, just glanced at Garlan's collarbone.
Garlan was stunned for a moment, and then reacted immediately, his heart was suddenly shocked.
Indeed, he hadn't thought of it at all.
If he wakes up and calls Tapti and the maids in in a daze, and Tapti sees that the hickey on his shoulder is obviously made by someone else...
I really don't know what kind of uproar it will cause.
And he probably didn't know what to do at the time.
…
Although the culprit that caused him trouble was right in front of him, Garlan was too lazy to pay attention to him now.
He looked down at the red marks on his shoulders, pondered for a while, and said, "Bring me a sticker, I said it was accidentally scratched by a branch yesterday."
Heimos was silent for a moment, not moving.
"… This method probably won't work."
He glanced at Garlan with a rare look of embarrassment on his face.
Then, he reached out and pulled Garlan out of bed and walked aside.
Inexplicably, Garlan was dragged away by Heimos and came to the huge mirror on the side of the room.
Pushed to the mirror by Heimos, he looked in the mirror in confusion.
The next second, his face suddenly flushed red.
He lowered his head and could only see one or two red marks on his collarbone. Now, when he looked in the mirror, he could clearly see that on the left side of his neck, little pink marks could be seen almost everywhere.
Especially since his skin was fair, the pink marks were even more conspicuous.
Little by little, everywhere.
Dots of pink are like petals on the skin, giving the young man in the mirror an indescribable charm.
"Heimos!"
Garland gritted his teeth.
As soon as he turned around, his elbow slammed into the chest of the man beside him.
Knowing that he was wrong, Heimos ducked back and passively blocked his blow.
However, I don't know if it's a habit... or because of other reasons, after blocking Gallan's elbow, he stretched out his arms, almost reflexively hugging him tightly.
The soft and beautiful green body was embraced in his arms, just like last night's memory, which made Heimos's breathing quicken.
The place where he came into contact with the boy in his arms seemed to be scorched by fire, and the flame spread to the deepest part of the body, causing it to burn painfully.
He let go abruptly.
The black knight who was able to stand still in the face of thousands of troops was facing Garland at the moment, but it was like facing a flood and a beast, and he stepped back several steps in a row.
"Heimos?"
Garlan, who was still angry at first, felt strange when he saw Heimos's reaction to retreating.
Speaking of which, Heimos seems to have been a little strange since last night.
He stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter with you?"
Heimos looked away from Garlan and glanced at the wooden table next to him.
He said, "You go and change first."
"what?"
"Go and change first, Garlan."
Heimos's voice was already low and hoarse.
"why?"
Garland just felt inexplicable.
What did you say and then asked him to change his clothes
Taking a deep breath, Heimos couldn't help pressing his forehead.
"...Somewhat self-consciously, Garlan, I said that I have a heart for you, you should remember?"
"I remember, but you said you wouldn't rush me..."
"I won't, so you have to be a little self-conscious - standing in front of a man who likes you in a disheveled dress like this - aren't you afraid of what I will do to you?"
"Um?"
Garlan looked at Heimos with a confused expression.
"What to do to me?... Can you do it, Heimos?"
Heimos took a breath, and in order to control the burning desire in his body, his gaze that had avoided Garlan fell on Garlan again.
But at this moment, there is a different kind of danger in the slightly dark golden red eyes.
"Do you think there's nothing I can do to you?"
He fixedly looked at Garlan, and his voice became more and more hoarse, obviously holding back something.
"Or, even if I keep telling you about my love, you always just treat me as a non-dangerous same-sex companion? Think I can't have a sexual desire for you?"
sexual desire.
The last two words Heimos uttered made Garlan's face flush red all of a sudden.
Looking at the man staring at him with deep and dangerous eyes, he was a little overwhelmed.
It is true that although Heimos is often kissed, he has never considered the possibility that the two will kiss afterward.
It's not that he doesn't know what the two who love each other will do.
only…
I don't know why, subconsciously, he classified Heimos's love for himself as a kind of pure, Plato-like love, and he never thought that Heimos could really love him. holding... kind of...
Thinking of the word Heimos said, Garlan felt that his face was about to burn.
"Can't do anything? Would you like to try it?"
At this moment, Heimos, who was exuding a certain dangerous aura, approached him step by step.
Garlan was forced back to the mirror behind him.
Heimos put one hand on the mirror and looked down at him, his golden red eyes seemed to be burning with a cluster of flames that would almost devour him.
That slightly hoarse and inexplicably panicked and uneasy voice rang in his ears.
"If you think I can't do anything, then I'll tell you directly... Many nights, I violated you in my dreams, even if you cried and begged in my arms, I didn't let you go, Rather…”
"Heimos!"
While Garlan, who could no longer listen, snorted, a familiar voice came from outside.
"Your Majesty, are you awake? Listen to the maids, Lord Heimos is inside?"
While speaking, the female officer reached out her hand to push open the hidden door.
"I'm in."
Garland was surprised.
"and many more!"
He shouted quickly and loudly.
"We're talking, you wait outside for a while!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Seeing that the female officer was stopped in time to see this scene, Garlan breathed a sigh of relief.
A burst of anger suddenly surged in his heart, he didn't even look at Heimos, he pushed hard, pushing the guy who was pressing him on the mirror away.
Perhaps it was Tapti's shout that brought Heimos back to his senses, and he pushed the opponent away with a little force.
He still didn't look at each other, walked quickly to the side room, and changed his clothes for going out, but he became anxious after changing and walking out.
This... damn hickey won't go away for a while, and now it's summer, there's no way he can wear a high-necked dress or a high-necked cape.
But it is impossible to pretend to be sick, so Tapti will definitely go to the doctor to come over, and the marks on his neck will still be exposed.
Just when Garlan didn't know what to do, Heimos, who was silent on the side, suddenly walked quickly to the accessories cabinet on the side.
He picked it out for a while, took out an accessory, walked quickly to Garlan's side, and handed it over silently.
An extremely complex and intricate but extremely gorgeous and delicate gold necklace.
It was a ring-shaped choker, four or five thin gold rings held together by thin laurel leaf gold, inlaid with malachite.
When worn on the neck, the gold pieces that look like intertwined branches and leaves almost cover most of the shoulders and neck.
Below the neck, shamrock-shaped gold tassel tassels scattered across the shoulders and chest, studded with beaded turquoise, moonstone, and peridot inlays.
Even if someone's eyes fell on Garlan's shoulders and neck, they would be taken away by this gorgeous gold neck ornament, and would not notice the red marks hidden under the gold pieces of the interlaced branches and leaves.
Looking at the shoulders and necks in the mirror that had been covered by gold accessories, Garlan breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he opened his mouth and called Tapti to come in.
The female officer walked in with a dozen maids, and when he looked up, he saw that Garland had changed into his clothes for going out, while Heimos was standing on one side, and the two were a little far apart.
She is a little weird.
But he didn't ask any more questions, he just motioned for the maid who was holding a silver basin with hot water to come forward, and then, as always, helped Garlan to wash up with her own hands.
After all, he had taken care of the child himself for many years, and Tapti could naturally be keenly aware that Garlan seemed to be sulking, and Heimos turned his head away.
The two ignored each other.
Are these two... quarreling
The chief lady thought in confusion.
Speaking of which, is there anything important today
She thought so as she looked at the gorgeous gold jewelry that Garlan would never be bothered to wear on that non-important occasion.
…
After leaving the palace, he walked all the way and confirmed that no one noticed the abnormality hidden under the gold necklace, and then Garlan felt relieved.
His schedule today is to go outside the city and inspect the special training camp in the valley outside the city.
The First Corps, led by Cayhorth, is now undergoing closed training there.
Although he is still in the cold war with Heimos, he doesn't want to see this guy, but because Xi Muer has set a rule - if he wants to leave the royal city, he must have a strong enough and trustworthy knight to accompany him. .
Either the knight of the scorching sun or the black knight, you must bring one anyway.
Kaijos is now in the special training camp, and naturally only Heimos went with him.
Because it was just a simple inspection tour, Garlan didn't want to disturb too many people with a big fanfare, and set off with a group of knights lightly dressed.
Along the way, the scorching sun made Garland very hot.
Fortunately, as soon as you enter the mountains, there are green shades everywhere, streams flowing, and cool breezes, which make people feel a lot cooler.
Having received the news that Garland will be visiting today, Kaihos has already brought his subordinates to wait at the entrance of the valley.
Seeing that on the forest path, the young king came on horseback, and when he got close, he pulled the reins and stopped the horse.
The long-awaited generals bowed their knees and bowed their heads in salute.
Only the blond knight went straight to meet him, with a faint smile on his handsome face even with one eye covered, grabbing the reins with one hand and reaching out to the young king on horse very naturally with the other.
Garlan also naturally held the outstretched hand of his guardian knight, and with the support of the other party, he jumped off the horse with a light figure.
He dismounted, and of course the knights who followed him also rolled over and dismounted.
The always cold and arrogant white horse shook its head, its snow-white mane spread out, and kicked the ground with its hooves, obviously not willing to be held on to the reins by anyone other than Garlan.
Garland sensed its unhappiness, smiled and touched its mane, and whispered a few words to it before it calmed down and rubbed Garland's head.
Kaihos, who was standing beside him, smiled and watched Garlan coax his mount with gentle eyes.
Even if he has become an excellent king, in the hearts of knights, the young man is still a little prince who should be well pampered and held in the palm of his hand.
No matter how long it takes, it will not change.
His eyes swept across Garlan's face carefully, and he was satisfied when he saw that the boy's complexion was very good.
Although he led the guards to train here in a closed manner, he was always paying attention to the affairs in the royal city, and naturally he knew about the troubles caused by the group of wanton big businessmen.
It seemed that that matter did not cause any trouble to His Majesty.
Thinking like this, Kaihos looked down and saw the gorgeous gold neck ornament, and suddenly he was a little puzzled.
Having been with Garland for so many years, he knew that Garland had always been impatient to wear such gorgeous but cumbersome accessories.
It's not a very important occasion to visit the special training camp, why would you wear this...
Because it felt strange, Kaihos took another look.
At this sight, the corners of his lips, which had been slightly raised, suddenly froze.
The soft eyes in the only remaining malachite-green pupil seemed to have been frozen, and it settled down and became cold in an instant.
The sun fell from the dense canopy, casting dappled shadows on the knight's face.
The shadow of the forehead fell deeply into Kaihos's eyes, like a dangerous breath suddenly gushing out of his eyes.
A bang.
The sharp sword is unsheathed.
The figure of the Sun Knight was as fast as thunder, almost leaving an afterimage on the spot.
In just one breath, he had appeared in front of Heimos.
Under the astonished gazes of the knights
Under the astonished eyes of Garlan, who has not yet reacted,
The sword of Kaihos, exuding a terrifying evil spirit, slashed at Heimos with the momentum of splitting mountains and rocks—
The violent crash of the steel blade swayed in the silence.
The blades rubbed past and exploded little sparks.
The sharp sword raised by Heimos, who had reacted to the enemy almost the instant Caychos attacked, held up Caychos's fierce sword that was almost fatal to ordinary knights.