"And why did you bring this boy here, Lyor?" - Itol reproached him, looking at the black-haired guy sleeping in bed. - The King forbade bringing lovers into the palace. He will notice and start scolding ... And this one is a kid besides! Are you completely out of touch with your head?
"I overdid the kisses and Kire blacked out, - Lyor defended himself. - I won't leave him on the street, and I like him. I want to live with him."
"Live!? Seriously!? You are fallen in love, or what? It doesn't look like you.
"However, I just want him... he excites me terribly! I spent the whole night with him and not satisfied yet ..."
"Well, he is… Handsome Radiance," - Itol assessed, turning back the coverlet. - Thoroughbred: a thin graceful body, toned skin, black hair like our Master's ... seductive! I did not come across such individuals. Who are his parents? Aristocrats perhaps?
"I didn't find out yet."
"Let me play with your toy."
"No way! - Lyon snorted. - Even don't dream! Look up another fish in the sea. I spent so much time on it!"
"A-ha-ha! Be careful, don't kill him with your passion."
"Everything is under control, a little training and the kid will get used to me.
"So is he under a spell? - Itol perked up. - Unwillingly? Then he will hate you. Mortals are proud-hearted, but this one rejected you?
"Rejected... just because I'm a guy."
"Uh… yes, people consider this a mortal sin. However, I managed to negotiate with a couple of young men. Generally no problem! They prefer money the most!"
The teenager stirred and opened his eyes, frightened jumped in place, clutching the coverlet to him.
"Oh… - Itol drawled, heading for the door. - Now something will start! I better get out!"
"What… what happened? - The boy's voice trembled piteously. - Why am I naked here?"
"Calm down! - Lyor said. - You passed out, I brought you to the royal palace."
"You… you scoundrel… enchanted me, - the boy wept helplessly, curled up into a ball. - Back me home now!"
"What's the drama? Nothing terrible happened!"
"You undressed me and used my body while I fainted!"
"And why such conclusion?"
"It is such… obvious!" — exclaimed the boy.
"Even so… if you don't remember anything, then there's no need to suffer. But I am satisfied and you will not play a virgin of yourself! You have already become mine ... come to terms with this fact."
"Ugh…disgusting! You are terrible! Give me my clothes! I'm leaving!"
The boy instantly got up from the bed, wrapping himself in a blanket, but the syrinx was not going to let him go.
"At least you have to eat, otherwise you won't have the strength to go home."
Kire, feeling dizzy, noticed a beautifully set table with food in a crystal bowls standing nearby, to which a loud rumbling in his stomach was a reaction.
"Is this… royal food?"
"Yes, help yourself, I brought it to you."
Rumors about the delicacies from the royal kitchen had already reached his ears, and the desire to taste them had been bothering Kire for a long time. He could not help but take the opportunity to sit down at the table, enjoying gourmet nut snacks and fruit desserts.
"So that's what the King eats! - The teen rolled his eyes, wondering under his breath. - Overseas nuts! They are so expensive!"
"Yes, you are a sweet tooth! - said Lyor mockingly, watching him. - I thought you would refuse to eat."
"I really want to eat! And at home are only pumpkin and porridge! You used me without permission, withered me ... it is clear that such compensation will suit my whimsical appetite. This hellish hunger can't be eaten."
"I can feed you like this every day."
"No, no, do not dream! I won't let your charms over me anymore. Enjoy someone else without me..."
"Kire… stay with me, - a hand gently slid through the boy's hair. - I will take care of you. Your life will change for the better and you don't have to work hard. You will do what you like... live like a prince."
"And time will pass and you will throw me out like a boring toy ..."
"I wouldn't do that. I am honest with you and I am responsible for my words."
"Maybe you could explain what you experienced with me, that you offer something that no one beauty has got from a syrinx."
"My insight is not available to yours, it is useless to tell. Falling in love with you was not at all part of my plans ... but since feelings have flared up, do not refuse me."
"I hope that I won't see you again, since you already received what you wanted without my consent, - Kire answered irritably, finishing the contents of all the plates and began to put on the outfit offered to him.
"What is this? Not my clothes!"
"New and clean! What do not you like?" - Lyor tensed.
"New!? - the boy meticulously examined the blouse and trousers. - What a strange fabric! What is it made of? Well, okay ... mom will have a lot of questions today."
"I'll accompany you..."
"No need! - Kire objected. - People will see us together and get their nasty conclusions!"
Only at home did he notice that there was something in his pants pocket. A black velvet pouch filled with... lots of sparkling sapphires!
"Where did you steal it? - the frustrated mother flared up, noticing his find. - You was wandering around in an unknown place all night, you returned in someone else's clothes, but also this!"