"What? No..." Kire shook his head.
"No? Who then?"
"Nobody!"
"Well, how... you are Eriolan's lover... you like him, right?"
"Hair color has nothing to do with it! And the Royal orders are supposed to be carried out."
"Did he force you?"
Kire lowered his gaze without answering and moved to the side.
"Do you have a beloved? The one who is dear to you? Woman?" — the interrogation continued.
"Yes! I have a wife. Family and child!"
"So young and already married?"
"But you are also married, what's strange about that?"
It would be better if Kire did not say this: Gedeon tensed from the boy's awareness about his person.
"But I didn't say that! ... Do you know something about me? Why is that?"
"I heard about you from Eriolan... He complained about you that you took Eurol to yourself, and he was denied communication with the prince."
