I Scored Myself A Mate

Hours passed and everyone remained in their rooms, not really wanting to go out and explore the castle. Many things happened while they were safely but anxiously sitting inside those four walls. Not enjoying the luxury of their rooms the slightest bit. Allias and Theseus were talking, planning about the time of the trial and trying to think what could Achlys possibly have to feel so confident about accusing him so openly. Mark and Asmodeus were talking too. About how scared the human was and the demon was desperately trying to make him feel safe by telling him that soon everything would be over. 

The most energetic room though was, as always the one Ares and Ea were occupying. The moment Vines had left Ares had burst through the room. He had found Ea sitting on the bed crying while he looked at the entrance. The moment their eyes met the smaller elf jumped up and fell on top of him, making both of them land on the ground. 

"What did he do to you?" Ea cried as he examined him with his teary eyes. He wanted to make sure that Ares was alright, that the demon hadn't done anything to him. The prince smiled as he wiped his tears. He kissed his forehead and urged him to get up. 

"I am fine; he didn't do anything to me. Don't worry. I want you to be careful though. I am worried that he might try do harm you." Ares warned him.

"Me? Why?" the elf asked. 

"Because we are married. He was being very cryptic while he talked, I don't know he gave me the chills. I think he might try to harm you to get me to stay with him. I mean I know I am a catch but he should have given up already, really being this attractive is sooo tiring." Ares said. He wanted to lighten Ea's mood and joking by being cocky was his specialty. The truth was that he was scared too, his heart trembled in fear the moment their eyes met. Yes, the elf prince was strong. He had a whole family to back him up but going against someone who didn't care about what he would lose was what terrified him the most. These individuals were the ones that tended to be the most extreme. 

"Oh, please. I think that demons are generally ugly and that's why he liked you so much. It could have been anyone really." Ea said and Ares gasped, placing his palm on his heart as if he had been hurt. 

"Is this the right way to talk about you husband? I am so disappointed in you."

"Yeah, yeah. But tell me. Did you really date this guy?" Ea asked and Ares frowned while he remembered the time he spent at the Capital. 

"Well, dating is a term you could use but at the same time it's far from what was actually happening?" he said with an awkward smile. He laid on the bed, pushing his shoes off and yawned as he finally had the time to stretch his arms and legs. Even though he had answered Ea didn't seem to be satisfied with what he had given him. The elf followed him and sat on the bed, right next to him, the mattress dived slightly and Ares raised his head, wondering what else could he want. 

"That's not enough. I want to know how was it possible to be with that kind of person. Tell me. I want to know everything." He said. 

"No Ea. These stories are not nice and I don't want to share them. You're my husband. It's not nice and you won't like them." Ares said, sounding very serious but the smaller elf didn't look willing to give up. Somehow his interest had been piqued, he wanted to know what Ares was doing while he wasn't in the palace, at his dark times. He wanted to see how he was before he returned back home. He hated the thought that there was missing piece he didn't know about. 

"Please, I won't judge you." Ea said and looked at him with pleading eyes. Ares sighed and turned to the side, feeling weakened by how beautiful his eyes were. 

"No. It's not about you judging what I did. It's about you seeing who I was. I…I am not that person anymore so why does it matter?" he asked him. 

"It matters to me! I want to know all of you. We've wasted so much time. Years just went by with us being married while looking at each other like we are strangers. Years of me wondering if the person I married out of just a simple deal was alright, what he was doing traveling all the time. I felt like I wasted so much time, time I could use getting to know you, be next to you. Ares please."

"No Ea. The person I was has nothing to do with how I am now. Believe me. It's not worth knowing because I am not like that anymore."

"Share your memories with me."

"No."

"Through the link Ares, don't make me force you." 

"I said no."

"Fine then." Ea said. That fine though did not signal his retreat. It simply signaled that he didn't care anymore. He raised his palm and touched the top of Ares head. The elf groaned as he felt someone enter his head. He couldn't move though; he couldn't stop Ea because he too was being sucked into his one memories. 

Ea had decided to discard what Ares had asked. He used their soul link to enter Ares' head and snoop around his memories, curious about the things the elf wanted to hide. After they were done though, he would wish he had never done it. 

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