𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 - 𝐝𝐨𝐣𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐭 [𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖉 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘]

XXIII

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"F-Fuck." (m/n) just realised how dangerous the man was.

The consort tried to escape his grasp, the hold on his arms slowly tightened as Gillian ventured closer to his face. (m/n) closed his eyes in fear before he felt his body being pulled and pushed behind.

"May I ask what were you doing to Lord (m/n)?"

Opening his eyes, (m/n) found himself behind a figure who shielded him from Gillian. The consort just noticed his olive hair that was tied into a braid. His skin was sickly pale with three dark spots that was noticeable on the side of his neck. Gillian smiled. "I was only escorting His Grace back to his quarters. It's almost past midnight and it would be dangerous for..."

His brown eyes traveled to (m/n)'s face as he glared at the consort. "Such a beautiful and ravishing man to travel unprotected." The (h/c) was visibly disgusted by his words as he hid behind his saviour. Said man only frowned as he asked the consort. "Do you know of this man, Lord (m/n)?"

Finally, the (h/c) glanced up at his saviour. His expression turned into one of surprise when he realised who it was. Heinrey glanced at (m/n) and back at Gillian with suspicion. The prince didn't like the atmosphere around the man.

(m/n) was about to reply 'no' but his face dropped as his eyes caught Gillian's expression. His stomach churned and his heartbeat increased. There were goosebumps on the back of his neck and a twitching chill ran down his back. Eyes stretched wide, his skin pulled as a...(m/n) wouldn't call it a grin. But he showed his full set of teeth and his gum exposed.

That face was horrifying.

The consort didn't want to see it anymore. "Yes! I-I know him. We met at my wedding banquet." Heinrey frowned at the word wedding but the fear struck on (m/n)'s face made him turn around only to be met with a gentle smile from Gillian. "As he said. We are acquaintances. I take it that you handle it from here, Your Highness." Gillian bowed, his eyes still not turning away from the consort.

"And for you, Your Grace."

The man smirked as he formed words. "I hope you'll have a nice night and many more to come."

(m/n) didn't realise his hand was clutching onto Heinrey's blouse as he watched the man walk away where he came from. A groan escaped his lips as he wiped his sweat that beaded from his forehead. "What's wrong with him?" Heinrey asked. "I...I don't know."

The prince scoffed at his scared state as he turned around to walk away. "Well you should return to your chambers. 'Less you'll run into someone like him again." He gestured to Gillian before he walked away but his sleeve was pulled as he was tugged backwards.

"Hey! Where do you think you're going?" (m/n) accused as he folded his arms. The blonde quirked an eyebrow as he turned to the consort, sizing him up. "What do you mean?" "The last time I saw you, you turned into a bird!"

Oh. Heinrey forgot that (m/n) saw his little trick. "You're delusional. I did nothing of the sort. Now let me go." "No! Why are you wandering around the palace at night?!" "Same goes to you." Heinrey scoffed.

The consort frowned. "I was returning from the physician. Now tell me what you were doing?" Heinrey smirked as he leaned into the consort teasingly. "I was merely fetching a few things I had left behind this evening. Does that satisfy you?" (m/n) eyed the prince as he pointed out. "Then where are your things?"