I Scored Myself A Mate

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"Relax Theseus I am sure that Allias is not fond of jealous men" Luke said with a smirk as he let go of his hand. 

"He is not Allias for you. He is the King. Don't get it all complicated in your head." Theseus said taking a threatening step forward and Luke raised his arms, intending to surrender. 

"Okay. I won't bother you two anymore. At least for now. Thank you for letting me escort you here, your highness" Luke said and bowed before leaving them two alone. 

Theseus stormed inside their guest room, not caring if he had caused a scene. Actually he was disappointed that Luke had seemed so reserved. He would have really enjoyed beating the shit out of him. Every time he looked at him his eyes would be on Allias and he would have an unbearable expression on his face. He made him feel guilty even though he knew it wasn't his fault. The pain in his grey eyes was similar to his and he couldn't help but see a part of himself in him and he despised that. He finally got to be with the man he had been waiting for but Luke always made him feel bad about that.

"I think you overreacted a bit there" Allias said closing the door carefully behind him. He was already assuming that with the way Theseus had banged it open it wouldn't need a lot more to just fall off the frame. Their room was simple. A big double bed with white freshly washed linen and closet. A small door that probably led to their own private bathroom and a window that let the natural light in. It would not even compare with the guest houses at the palace but this from the beginning was not one. He sat at the bed realizing that after so long it as the first time he found himself in such a…common looking room that he felt out of place somehow. Now that he was different, things that had always seemed normal to him appeared different too. 

"You don't get it. You just don't" Theseus said, is voice expression how on edge he felt. He laid down on the bed. The pillow was somehow too soft and his head dived in it. Annoyed about how uncomfortable he felt in this new place he grabbed it and threw it on the floor. 

"Are you feeling uncomfortable here?" Allias asked him and laid down next to him. "Come on." He called out and opened his embrace. "I will be your pillow and your bed. I will be your traveling home" he told him with a smile and Theseus still with a grumpy expression allowed himself to relax in his arms. This was better than any pillow, more comfortable than the most expensive and luxurious beds, stuffed with soft feathers and covered with the finest silk. Allias' scent and the felling of his skin, his chest raising as he breathed calmly would be the only home he needed, even if they were lying on the street or in the mud, bare from everything else. "Talk to me. Tell me what's wrong." Allias told him and played with his hair. Now short the same color as the pure snow they slipped through his fingers.

"The way he looks at you is the same I did. I can't help but see me in him. That longing. I know that my pain and his can't be compared. Our past with your past but still, he makes me feel like I stole you from him because I understand his pain." Theseus explained. Allias felt as if his heart would stop. Stolen? Him? 

"No one could ever steal me from Luke. I did not belong with him just because of a twist of fate. I belonged with you, to you. Even when I didn't know it there was only one person for me. Our pain, literally the shit we went through no one will understand it. It's just you and me. It has always been that way. You and me against the world." Allias told him and gently kissed the top of his head. "Telling you that I love you is just not enough. How can I express the love that I have for you in three simple words when it's so much more? No matter what I do, even if I give you my crown, my life, my riches. It still won't be enough to describe this feeling right here." Allias said and sat up, pointing at his chest, where his heart was. He wanted to be facing Theseus as he told him this. "Do you know how painful an eternal love is? I am sure you must. An unbreakable bond till the ends of time. What if one day everything around us get destroyed and seize to exist? What will happen to my feelings then? If I turn into a speck of dust will my feelings be gone too? That's unbelievable. That is how much I love you. Even if I stop existing, even if I die again with no way of coming back, Theseus my love for you will live on till the end of the world and even after that. An immortal love, with no physical restraints, how I feel? Do you get it? My love for you it's not just a feeling, it's alive. I am me because I love you." 

"Allias…"

"So don't look at another man and think that your pain, that everything you have been through equals with his, just because of a few months. Yes, I know that he deeply cared for me but he did not love me. Don't ever think even for a slight second that the feelings you have for me, that the feelings I have for you are so simple that another person can feel them too. We are blessed and cursed at the same time. Blessed to have found such a strong love, that lived through millennials, swam through the endless bloodbaths and survived the haunting terrors but cursed because without the other Theseus…" Allias said and caressed his cheek "…we would be just lifeless shells. This kind of love is terrifying but I am not willing to let it go. Because I just adore you…with all my heart."

"It's unfair for you to be so good with words while I am unable to simply express myself." Theseus said with a bitter smile. 

"Then how about this" Allias told him excited. "Do you want to read our story from the eyes of the world?" 

"What is that?" Theseus asked and stared at the book Allias was holding. 

"It's a book. It's our story, written by an anonymous writer. Read it to me, with your low and calming voice and tell me if this skilled man expresses your feelings. If what he writes about you and I is true in your eyes. I would love to listen to your voice as you read literature. I think it would be almost like a dream, to fall asleep to you reading." 

"I…I don't think I have the skills for this." Theseus said while looking through the fragile pages of the book. Allias was already lying down, his head resting on Theseus' lap as his brad back was resting on the light wooden head. The general let out a desperate sigh and opened it, his lilac eyes traveling between the printed words. "let's see…"

"The unknown man with the hair in the color of a raven was hurt, his chest slashed by a dangerous knife as he stumbled in the dark alleyway. He raised his head unaware of how fate was laughing right now. At his lowest, beaten up and exhausted, with all his charm hidden in some kind of secret box the bastard son, covered from the eyes of the world, isolated and alone had the first fateful encounter, with the man that would change his whole life. He raised his face, the metallic taste of blood spreading in his mouth as their eyes met. Such a fine mix of colors, precious gems, amethyst and emerald. An unexpected explosion. For a second he stood frozen, the pain long forgotten as he stared into his face. For a second, just a slight moment he felt it, his heart was beating. The organ that had been abused and thrown like trash was working again, sending blood through his tired body. His eyes fluttered as he tried to speak but what could be proper at such a moment? He noticed the crown that he held in his hand and suddenly a wall was starting to form in front of him, hiding away the unworldly beauty of this stranger. He tended his hand pleading for his imagination to stop. For his feelings to stop raging. How could fate be so cruel as to make this man so special? Why? He wondered. Why? Why? Why? Does it have to be you? The man who makes my dusty heart beat again and why do you hold such a heavy crown in your delicate hands?...."

"….Look at me. Notice me. Love me please. Theseus begged in his mind as he stared at his sleeping lover. There was no one else in this kingdom that shone so brightly, so purely in his eyes. Let me be your sword. Let me be your shield and protect you from the monsters of this world. My love, I swear that no matter what happens I will be by your side. Even if I am seen by everyone as the villain, a madman, if you look at me while you smile I can live on. If I can kiss you and hold you in my arms I do not care if everyone else wants me dead. It's just you, the only one I can see, the only one existing in my world. The only one who makes my heart beat." 

"No! he screamed. This was not true. He was not dead. Allias could not be dead. It was impossible. This person that the general held in his arm was not his beloved lover. He was not the man he wished to live for. He was not the man he had sworn to protect. It was some kind of sick joke. Allias would not have died so easily. He was strong, stronger than anyone so why? Why was his royal blood dumping Theseus' clothes? Why couldn't he hear his sweet voice anymore? His raven hair turned into the color of fresh snow, his eyes shining with the light of life died in an instant and his soul escaped his body together with Allias. His tears, were rivers of sorrow and despair as his body left him, turned into dust and he couldn't feel him anymore. He couldn't see him. There was nothing left but a pointless war. Allias was dead so who as he fighting for? His King was dead; he was a general of nothing. He was a lover without a love. He was a person without a future because Allias had given his life to save him. What was he supposed to do now? What was out there now that Allias did not exist anymore. A winter. An endless winter that lasted for hundreds of years and the sorrow of a madman, that seemed to crawl on the remains of his beating heart to remind him that he was the reason his soulmate was dead."

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Honestly, I have never writen a chapter with so much emotional effort. I love it. I hope you liked it.