In the dim light of the twins' chambers, Amarok lay nestled between Lucian and Julian, their bodies providing warmth and comfort.
But despite the physical closeness, Amarok's mind was a storm of conflicting emotions.
He felt their gentle breaths against his skin, their steady heartbeats a soothing rhythm that threatened to lull him to sleep.
Yet sleep was far from his mind. His thoughts swirled into a maze of fear and doubt, fears that had taken root long before he ever entered the palace walls, and doubts that had only been magnified by his deepening involvement with the royal twins.
As the moonlight cast shadows on the walls, Amarok couldn't help but think of the societal implications of their relationship.
How would others in the palace view him now? He was no longer just a servant; he was something more to Lucian and Julian. But in a society as rigid and hierarchical as theirs, such a shift in roles was fraught with danger.
