𝐇𝐘𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐒

Chapter 15

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"A delegate of Chios is here." 

Cyparissus?

Hyacinthus jumped up from his bed. Previously he was been fiddling around with his shirt, since he was worn out his other shirt debating the pros and cons on dating a god. He could discuss this over with Cyparrissus! 

They had been the best of friends when Chios and Spartan were united by marriage. 

"Is he in the throne room?" Hyacinthus asked, pulling on a new tunic. 

"Yes, talking with the king."

Hyacinthus opened the door, taking the steps two a time, falling on his face, getting back up, and taking them one at a time for safety. He strode into the marble hallways, walls covered with his father's war trophies. He tried not to look at them.

Running a hand through his dark hair, he opened the doors into the throne room, abruptly crying out, "Cyparrissus!" 

The male's brown eyes lit up when he saw Hyacinthus. "Hyacinthus, is that you?"

"No, it's Araglus." Hyacinthus said patiently. "Of course, it's Hyacinthus!" 

"Long time no see," Cyparrissus waved a hand in the direction of the king, walking over to his son and grabbing his hand in an impressive man hug. 

"You've grown taller," Hyacinthus said warmly, subconsciously patting his friend over.

"Two heads taller than you." Cyparrissus joked.

"Knock it off!" Hyacinthus retorted, stepping on his foot.

"The pain!" Cyparrissus shrieked, hopping after Hyacinthus as he raced away from the older male, turning a corner and stumbling into the gardens.

Narcissuses (the flower, not the vain dude) were in multiple pots, filling the air with a sickly smell. To some of you, they may smell delightful. Hyacinthus hated the smell with every atom of his being. There was a fountain in the middle with a naked baby spewing water from his plump lips. 

"Got you, you little nasty hedgehodge-" Being the delightful stubborn/stupid boys they were, Hyacinthus had stopped to admire his mother's garden, Cyparrissus had overlooked this and toppled into him, resulting in an almost fatal accident. 

The water broke their fall, don't worry.

"This is a new tunic!" Hyacinthus said, emerging from the water to glare at Cyparrissus playfully.

"That was a new sandal!" Cyparrissus countered.

"Um, hi, bad time?" Apollo added.