Javier set foot into Soren's room.
A wave of memories hit him as his eyes scanned through the room. He could spot the dragonling in every corner of the room.
His eyes were attracted to the huge painting of Soren by the wall right above the bed. The male wore a bright smile in the picture.
Javier could recall the day it was painted. It was the day they celebrated their seventh anniversary. The King took a deep breath, unable to stop the tears forming in his eyes. He was in pain.
A bond of more than a decade was broken by a simple mistake. Javier was in disbelief. He dropped to the ground and let the tears flow from his eyes.
He wished Soren could see the tears in his eyes, as they spoke the truth of what he was feeling. The male would be able to understand how much he meant to him. The love he had in his heart for Soren was immeasurable. No words could truly define it or explain it.
