“Can I at least have something to cover myself with? Please, Your Highness?”
Lumi’s half-brother froze in the doorway with the evidence of what they’d done written on his face. His cock was still hanging out, and a strand of hair had plastered itself to his cheek. “I’m not letting a whore borrow my things. You won’t die before you get to your room.”
The door slammed, leaving Lumi naked in the cold. He stared at the smooth wood and the golden handle as he wondered if his half-brother would have him brought again so he could stuff him once more.
He hoped so.
For now, Lumi needed to get to his room and warm up. He huffed as he tried to cover his cock and balls with his hands and started walking. Damn it. It was a minor inconvenience compared to certain things in his life, but it sure was annoying to be left nude when it was so cold.
He had to clench his jaw before he entered the empty courtyard where the weak sun did nothing to warm his body. Cum leaked down his legs. Once he bathed and took his herbs, it would be like nothing happened.
Except he’d have the memory and didn’t know what to expect later. More sex? Actual interrogation that didn’t end in pleasure before he was tossed out? Prince Jaki had done the unexpected by succumbing to the temptation that had surely tormented himtoo for years. Maybe he’d keep giving in, and Lumi would enjoy it every time.
At least the sky was dependable like always with its steel color which said more snow was coming.
Chapter Four
The best place to hide things is in the den of the enemy.
The tower worked well. It came with hiding spots and excuses. To everyone else, it was a barren room. Nobody ever went up there even though the view was amazing. A few thin window slits lit up the spiral stairs, and the way up was narrow, cold, and gloomy. At the top, the large, round room was plain and lit with windows all around.
The thick glass wasn’t enough to keep out the chill. Luckily, being the King’s pleasure slave had granted Lumi a lovely, dark green cloak lined with fur.
He could have nice things for a while. After all, he was forever free, right? In the center of the space, he crouched so all he could see through the windows was the sky. No Castle grounds, no city, no people. It was just him, unending freedom, and the pattern he’d come to expect from above.
It would never end, and he’d always be free to see the shades of the sky that surely no one else was granted in other Kingdoms.
He went to the wall under the window directly across from the stairs. The stones all looked exactly the same. He knew which one at the bottom was loose and picked at it to shift it. It took a little maneuvering and was rather a nuisance. It was fine because the last thing he needed if anyone ever decided to go up there by chance was for his secrets to accidentally fall out at someone’s feet.
Behind it was another loose stone, and he stood to slip his finger into the bottom casing of the window right above his spot. The casings were quite thick and old, and since one had come apart from the stonework, he’d been able to tuck a little iron stick inside.
The gap was so small, he had to use his pinky to reach in and inch the stick out enough to grasp. It was thinner than his pinky and had a tiny hook on the end. He crouched again and used it to work out the next stone. Behind it lay what he needed.
Finding a pair of matching reen quills had to have been quite a stroke of luck, and they had probably cost a fortune. Reen birds had gone extinct a long time ago partly because they’d only had one or two babies in their lives, and people had kept hunting them for the feathers. Supposedly, the meat had also been good.
Lumi’s blue and green one had a notch at the top, and he wondered if the first owner had more than one set. Two feathers had to be plucked at the same time so they’d make a working pair, and there weren’t many of them around anymore. One would have been an ordinary quill.
The erasing parchment they were bound to was also quite expensive since the spell for it took ages. He’d already been up there yesterday to write what time to expect him. The other person would have seen it at some point the day before, and now, they’d be waiting with their matching quill.
Lumi pulled out the jar of special ink that wouldn’t freeze, uncapped it, and dipped the tip of the reen quill into it. He took his time as he wrote what he’d recently learned about King Elswere and Prince Jaki with the dark blue ink. It faded slightly, and he knew the other was reading the words as they appeared.
The reply that appeared for Lumi was faded.I suspected that already even though he never dared to admit he was a bastard with no real Cleel blood. It’s good to have my thoughts confirmed. It’s almost funny how things work out.
Lumi didn’t find it funny.
Jaki is the real nuisance because if Elswere dies, I don’t think the Ice Court Prince will be content to sit on his arse and do nothing. He's also what I expected. Did you get any further information about the army? Locations, changes?
Lumi hadn’t cared to ask that night. He’d been more interested in confirming things about the Royal Family.I tried to ask, and he fell asleep. He drank too much wine.
Why on Ymir’s dirt wouldn’t you make sure he pulled back a bit on the wine? Not that much alcohol is required to make the person forget. It took you forever to acquire resin.
Lumi's stomach tightened as he dipped his quill in the ink again.
Who knows when I’d have another good chance? I took it. He always drinks a lot at dinner, and he certainly won’t listen to me if I try to get him to lighten up. I’m only his pleasure slave. Besides, his tongue often loosens with me on such matters because he thinks I have no head for remembering anything like that, and I’m simply someone to talk to. That’s why I’ve been able to tell you all the locations and numbers. There’s nothing in particular going on now. Places near the border are guarded as before, and nothing has changed much. He has no plans for invasion. He doesn’t want to actually fight. Things are stagnant here at the moment.
Figures he’s a coward.
Lumi scribbled a line.He’s afraid of Jaki dying in war.
