Arlow cried after his spouse's betrayal and did not soon calm down: he held a grudge against his crowned uncle, tearing into small pieces the letters that came from him to the estate to Ray.
"Oh no-no!" The young Duke threw up his hands. "Stop being jealous to monarch! I wonder what he writes there in his exquisite handwriting."
"You can live without his passionate outpourings with crooked scribbles! Better forget about your lover! If you knew how much Eriolan is spoiled by his own man, so that he would always be in a good mood! He had countless of these mistresses! Hundreds of young girls danced and sang in front of him for many years... That's why he needed my spouse, as a lover, I ask!? To annoy me?"
"We are not lovers at all! I'm not eager to meet him again."
"But he's dying to merge with you! What a hypocrite! He publicly condemned me for having an affair with you, and he himself..."
"Stop raging," Ray tried to calm down him. "If you destroy his letters, the King will come here for a verbal answer."
"He won't show up! He's embarrassed to look into my eyes, that shameless thief!"
To Arlow's deep chagrin, guards were soon sent with orders to escort Ray to the palace.
"You haven't answered a single letter of mine, my angel!" The excited monarch met the young man in the reception room, grabbing his palms.
"Please forgive me, milord! Not a single one fell into my hands. All were destroyed."
"Did the jealous one find out about our affair?"
"Arlow is very insightful and immediately guessed... What did you write to me about, I wonder?"
"Mmm... I expected to see you again the other day, but you hid for a whole week. You ran away from me as soon as I passed out! Was it all that bad? I missed you a lot..."
Eriolan stuck to the young man with warm hugs and kisses.
"They might see us," Ray noted, drowning in affection.
"I think everyone already knows that you are my favorite now. Nothing can be hidden after our meeting in my secret room. The servants found me in a very clear point. I didn't sleep well all those nights, thinking about us."
"Because our close contact caused you physical pain?"
"Was it that noticeable? I tried not to scream..."
"You were temporarily paralyzed, but then you got better."
"I thought I would die from such pain. It was as if lightning had struck right through me, but my heart continued to beat... Then the bliss was incredible! I was in heaven with ecstasy!"
"Angel blood saved you!"
"So any mortal will die if they make love to you?" Eriolan was puzzled.
"Haha, I don't know. Rohen protects me from unnecessary attacks in this way. You can already consider yourself immortal. From now on, your consciousness is continuous and connected with the heavenly army."
"Through such contact? Marvelous! Is this my destiny? Meeting you?"
"Consider it so."
"Is anyone else worthy of your attention?"
"Only you, milord, on this planet."
"You won't suddenly leave my life, will you? Won't you leave me?"
"Rohen can take me away from that flesh at any moment. This has happened before when I have been in relationships with others. Sometimes he misses me a lot, but this time my mission will be longer. He has something planned for me and
" It scares me…- Eriolan whispered discontentedly. — I don't want to part with you!"
"Milord, talk to the Lord so that I can stay with you longer, - Ray advised under languid kisses in the bedroom with his new lover.
No matter how ashamed he was before Arlow, it was impossible to resist the charms of the beautiful image of a monarch, gallant and impeccable in everything. His heart was breaking with betrayal, but he couldn't help himself and was drowning in Eriolan's hot embrace.
"And what should I tell Rohan to keep you with me for many years?"
"Long years?"- Ray grinned.
"But you're immortal, aren't you? Isn't that right?"
"I think you'll be able to negotiate with him on some terms."
The adoration of the handsome King plunged Ray into sweet ecstasy. He realized that he loved Eriolan no less than Arlow and responded with passion in return. Another delightful connection...
They spent a lot of time together, despite all the protests of Arlow, who tried unsuccessfully to break through the palace guard to return his spouse, who was suspended in royal luxury and pleasant entertainment.
"Which cutey do you like more?" - sweet-voiced streams flooded Ray's ears while watching the colourful dances of young charms dressed in lace dresses like expensive dolls.
"Well... that blonde on the left in the front row," Ray said cautiously, bowing his head to the king, sitting relaxed with him on the sofa of a spacious living room filled with wealthy smiling courtiers.
"Lika, the daughter of your submissive servant, - one of the respectable men passed with a dreamy smile. - Especially for you, my lord, I raised..."
"Well, nice! - Eriolan elegantly brushed his finger with a massive sapphire. - And this is a great result! Today she's here for me!"
These words of approval were enough for the nobleman-father to be sure of the monarch's favour and further benevolent prospects for his family.