I Scored Myself A Mate

"So, what are you going to do with that lord?" Theseus asked him and Allias' grinned 

"I am going to kill this bastard of course." He said with a playful smile.

Theseus looked at his lover, the smirk on his face, the low in his eyes. When it came to his kingdom the elf became completely different. There was something about him when it involved his own home that Theseus could not describe. It was as if his insecurities, his fears and all his doubts disappeared. He turned into the person Theseus had seen when they first met, someone who knew his affairs so well, his job of being a king that he wasn't scared of anyone, he was the one who should be feared. The general knew that from the moment Allias had returned the changes had shocked him, half of the kingdom was gone its power less than it used to be and that took a great toll on his confidence in being king. Slowly though he got reminded of who he was, he was trying hard to overlook those shadows around him, step on them and make them disappear with his light and he was obviously starting to do that with his own home. 

"I would be insane if I ever let someone like him hold authority in my land." He said his voice emitting a gold dominance. "Just wait Theseus tomorrow, it will be a very good day for me and my official return as king. I think it took long enough." He stated and Theseus nodded, looking at him with excitement. "I will not let what's left of my father's kingdom to be driven to the ground. Oh, and don't try to stop me okay?" he said with a sweet smile but his eyes were burning. He was already thinking about how he could torture him to get the best of him. Allias seemed kind, bathed by a beautiful warm light but in reality he could turn very sadistic when it came to people who hurt him or the ones he loved. 

"And what will be your excuse about everything my love? You couldn't possibly reveal what has been happening here. But the people will talk, gossip spreads fast after all." Theseus said. It would be bad if word got out, this chaotic and horrible events could only bring trouble. It could also jeopardize Allias' authority, they could use this mess to make him seem like he was an incapable leader. 

"Oh, don't worry. I have a very good idea about that. Let's just sleep for now. Tomorrow will be fun." He said and crawled on the bed, taking his clothes off. He was angry, he couldn't believe that something like that was happening right underneath his nose, but he wouldn't have to think about it for too long, he would take action soon. The time he spent his moments scared overthinking should come to an end. This news had been a harsh wake up call for the king, that he couldn't hesitate any longer, he had to get things right, pick up the destruction and bloom in it, like a poisonous flower. Once everyone was scared of him, now all tried to manipulate him. He wasn't stupid he knew well enough that was what the council wanted, especially that demonic bitch. But the next time they met things would be different, after he got Mark back he would fix the chaos and then he would go to her, show her who she was messing with. 

"Allias, don't take things too far." Theseus told him as he laid next to him, getting under the covers. 

"When did I do such a thing?" The elf king asked with an innocent smile and the general rolled his eyes. Most of the times he didn't know what to think with him, he was drowning in fear one day, consumed by his own demons while the other he had the biggest god complex. All Theseus hoped for was that in the end of all of this Allias would be able to find some stability in his soul, because no matter how hard he tried to hide it he could feel it. The elf king was still being tortured. 

"Goodnight my love." He told him but Allias seemed to have already drifted off to sleep. 

The morning came sooner than expected and when Theseus woke up he found Allias already standing and getting dressed. For some reason he had taken extra care in his appearance today and he was also wearing his crown. It shone on his brunette head the sun hitting it gently and making the gens sparkle. Theseus rubbed his eyes as he wanted to enjoy his beauty better. His white shirt was carefully tucked in his beige pants while golden cuffs decorated his naked arms. They showed perfectly his muscles. He had always believed that Avgee fashion fitted him the best. The loose clothes, the brightness and the gold seemed to match him perfectly. His brown curls were perfectly shaped in front of his vibrant eyes and when he realized that Theseus was awake he smiled. 

"Do I look king like?" he asked him and made a turn.

"You look like a god Allias." Theseus complimented him and the king laughed. 

"That will do too." He said. "Come on get dressed. Wear something scary. Black." He said and the general sighed. It was incredibly hot outside. Nonetheless Allias did not care, he knew that with royals and nobles every little thing could be a statement and as Allias' partner he had to follow the rules too. That meant that he had to wear his military uniform. Black pants and black heavy boots with a black shirt. He also had a jacket but he begged Allias not to wear it and the king finally agreed to take a step back. 

When the two elves reached the breakfast room everyone else was already there. They all stood up from their seat on the exception of Ares who couldn't care less about etiquette. Eras had still that disgusting look on his face and stared at him confused when he realized that they were not intending to sit down nor have breakfast. 

"Your highness is something wrong?" he asked them.

"Tell me Eras." Allias said in a cold tone. "What do you think about the Kingdom's current state?" 

"Me? What could I…your highness that's…"

"I think it's horrible. It seems that people tend to forget who I am or what I am able to do." He told the lord with a bright smile. His eyes wandered all over the luxurious room. "Such a pretty mansion. Would be a shame if I blew it up." He mumbled and Eras gasped. 

"My king, why would you...please let's talk about this." He said, his annoying smile finally disappearing as he stared at him confused. Sweat began to gather at the sides of his forehead and Allias moved forward, reaching the table that was overflowing with delicious food. He grabbed the chair at the top of the head and sat down, bringing rudely his feet on it and crossing them. 

"Let's talk." He said and suddenly his expression turned hostile. "Tell me you piece of shit. How do you wish to die? Slowly and painfully or painfully and slowly?" he asked him