«Dear uncle, you'll have to accompany our son,» his radiant nephew announced to him.
«Why is that?»
«Because here...» he held out a golden envelope to him.
«I invite Prince Leo to join the caste of mages, so that as soon as possible to eliminate all the problems in the lives of ordinary people and atone for the evil that we mutually caused people, because of our differences.»
«He's... inviting me???»
The people around him nodded cheerfully.
Leo didn't believe it. It must be a trick. That sassy youngster was still weaving a net around him. Even got the kid involved.
But he... sent someone to heal the child...
Is he a schemer or not?
Seeing his struggles, the young couple left him and continued to have fun with the child. After all, it won't be long before they have to part.
Prince Leo will have to forget his pride.
A few days later, he packed his things and was already ready to leave on his journey, when suddenly the very same magician who had healed the boy showed up on their doorstep.
«My lord has asked me to accompany you, so that the journey will not be so tedious.»
«Good,» Leo nodded, skillfully concealing his amazement.
Together with the boy and the wizard they passed through the magical seals and found themselves at a large feast. Seated at the long table were the many «chosen ones» who had been called by Prince Galh.
Sitting at the edge of the table, Leo could not see the prince. Galh was far away from him, at the head of the table, and he could only see the frail figure from a distance. In the hum of voices there was an occasional sound of laughter.
After the feast, everyone went to their rooms. The baby fell asleep, and Leo went out into the corridor to take a walk. He wandered for a long time through the dark passages until suddenly he came upon a young slave.
«There you are, I heard you had arrived too,» the young man spoke playfully, «don't you remember me?»
Leo tried to examine his body, listened to his voice.
«Did you get my present?»
«The veil?!» the man suddenly guessed.
«Exactly, I was hoping you would remember me at least a little.»
«Pfft, and yourself? Is your lover in this palace?»
«How did you guess.»
«You're like a puppy chasing after him. And who is he?»
«Well... he's no ordinary man...»
«I see... Wait... is he a prince? Prince Galh?»
The young man could hardly contain his laughter. He was hunched over, and it looked as if he was about to cry.
Leo's heart trembled.
He put his arms around the young man.
«Don't cry. Unrequited love is not as terrible as imposed love. Calm down, I'm here, I can comfort you if you like.»
«I'm cleaning the royal chambers, it's free right now.»
«Are you serious?! What about the Prince?»
«He's gone, no one will disturb us, hurry up.»
Holding Leo by the wrist, the happy Prince Galh ran as fast as he could to his chambers. He slowed slightly as he passed the door to his mother's room-he still didn't want to embarrass her, so he hid.
«You've got some nerve,» Leo exhaled as the door to the king's chambers slammed shut.
Galh did not speak to him. He flicked a couple of candles to reveal a large bathtub in the corner of the room, steam rising from its surface.
«Come,» he pulled Leo.
«That's a shame,» Leo muttered.
«Hmm?»
«I say it's a shame I can't see your face.»
«You will soon be healed,» Galh promised. «The prince will teach you everything, and you will all be well.»
«Will you really?» Leo asked incredulously. «I was born ordinary, I don't think I could be a wizard.»
«It used to be said that you had to be born special,» Galh replied, taking the rest of his clothes off, «but you don't have to be any more.»
«How so?» Leo asked as they sank into the water.
«The gift can be transferred,» Galh whispered mysteriously. Then he massaged Leo's shoulders. The man relaxed, giving himself completely to the process and then thought about what it would be like when he could see the faces?
The world will be a very special place for him...
«When do you think I'll be able to heal...»
«Well, about three years from now.»
«That long?»
«Or you can go to the prince directly and he'll heal you right away.»
«Eh...»
«What is it?»
«We don't seem to have the best relationship with him. In the past... we were enemies, sworn enemies who hated each other.»
«Is that so...» Galh asked, twirling a strand of wet hair on his finger and then resting his head on Leo's shoulder, «it may not be so at all. Didn't the prince invite you to be his apprentice, didn't he cure your little relative earlier?»
«...»
Leo didn't know what to answer. None of this really fit his picture of the world. The spoiled, arrogant offspring of Rau had ruined his life in the past and provoked a thousand-year war.
Could such a man have gone along with him?
«I'd like to meet him in person,» Leo said, «can you arrange that?»
«Hmm, let me think, I guess so, but just promise me you won't kill the prince.»
«I know you're in love with him...» Leo answered grumpily and looked away.
«Well... it's not that I'm in love... it's just that I care about him.»
«Yeah, or you wouldn't be spreading your legs for me, right?» - there was laughter.
«You're such a fool!»
«You're offending a monarch's name. Aren't you afraid of punishment?» Leo squinted his eyes.
«I look forward to it.»
The young man suddenly dove under the water and began caressing Leo's aroused cock. He did this for as long as his magical powers allowed him to hold his breath...
When he came up, Leo's eyes were darkened with passion.
«You are playing with fire.»
He picked up Galh and carried him to the bed.
«Please have mercy, Master Monarch,» Galh giggled, wriggling in his arms, and they fell on the royal bed together.
«It's a birthmark...»
Leo ran his fingertips along his cheek and stopped at the birthmark under his lip.
«Can you see it?» Galh wondered.
«Yes... but I don't know how.»
«Maybe you just like me,» Galh laughed a little nervously.
«Don't talk nonsense, I'm a man-not capable of love,» Leo said sullenly and pressed his hands to the bed. «Are you going to beg for mercy?»
«On the contrary, you can do as you wish,» smiled a happy Galh, «do you by any chance need a concubine?»
Leo froze.
And then answered without hesitation:
«If you can be ransomed, tell me, I will do it.»
Two gentle hands drew him to his lips. It wasn't love yet, but it wasn't hate, either.
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