Felix couldn't sleep. He kept staring up into the white roof, waiting for tiredness to creep up on him. But nothing came. He remained wide awake; questions were rushing through his mind. Today had sure been a lot.
Chan was a prince and suddenly everything made sense. He was so important, that's why he needed to go back.
Felix gut churned uncomfortably. Chan was a prince, prince of the dragons and who was Felix? He was a nobody, a hermit who had previously been banished from his village.
His mind was so loud in his ears and he couldn't take it. He got up, as quietly as he could so he wouldn't disturb the others. He glanced down at his robe as it laid beside his bedroll, the dirt gray fabric crumpled up and he decided against bringing it along. He just needed some fresh air. He took a deep breath and pushed the door open as quietly as he could.
The temple of Caesinmor was eerily quiet, dark and as he walked through the halls. His footfall against the marbled floor echoed and he kept glancing around the halls. He walked down the stairs and then stopped, looking both ways. He could either walk towards the back of the temple, or he could walk back to the entrance and the great hall.
After debating with himself for a moment, he turned to head towards the entrance. He wanted to get outside.
Felix carefully pushed the large oak door open, stepping out into the cool summer night. He stood there on the stairs to the temple, looking out over the fields ahead. The moon was full, bathing everything in silver. It looked breathtakingly beautiful. He looked up, to the full moon and the constellations that adorned the dark blue sky.
"Hey," Chan's soft voice broke the silence and Felix snapped his head around to see Chan close the door behind him. "What are you doing?" he asked, joining Felix's side as he looked out over the fields. Felix shifted his gaze back to the sky, letting his eyes wander over all the stars. He could see the Rau and the Hyalm, the two biggest constellations in the sky during summer. He could also see the Mbā, large but faint. It would get more visible as summer passed and winter approached.
"Couldn't sleep," Felix murmured as he watched the stars, flinching in surprise as Chan took his hand. Chan's hand was warm and he immediately brushed his thumb over the back of Felix's hand.
"Too much on your mind?" Chan asked and Felix just hummed, still staring at the sky. "What's bothering you?"
Felix kept his gaze fixed for just a second longer before turning to look at Chan. Chan's brows were furrowed in worry and Felix sighed, running his free hand through his hair.
"I don't... I-" He inhaled sharply. "You're a prince."
"I am," Chan confirmed, nodding his head. "That doesn't change anything though. I'm still just me."
"It changes everything," Felix said, voice a mere whisper in the cool air. "I'm not... You shouldn't be with someone like me."
"What makes you say that?" Chan asked, tilting his head a little as he turned to face Felix. He reached out to take Felix's other hand, holding both of his hands in a tight grip. "What do you mean when you say 'someone like me'? You saved me, you left the safety of your home and risked everything for me, without even knowing me. You tired yourself out for me, to help me recover from my injury."
"I-"
"When you say I shouldn't be with someone like you... maybe you're right," Chan said, a soft smile stretching on his lips as he kept his gaze locked with Felix's. "I do not deserve you. The world does not deserve you, Felix."
Felix's breath hitched and he felt his chest tighten. He blinked, not wanting to cry but his vision was quickly getting blurry due to the tears.
"I'm so in love with you," Chan whispered, letting go of Felix's hand to instead cradle his face. "And I know I'm not worthy of you, but I'll do my best."
