This one's quite short....
______________________________________True to the man's words, he was brought a cot, mattress, sheets and pillows, but not only that. A pitcher of drinking water and tumbler, a plate of fruits, a lantern, a bucket of water for washing, and decent clothing had also been sent.
Two young men had brought all that, smelling like nothing. Betas. They had avoided looking up as they took the small bucket in the corner to empty it and replace it.
They had bowed low to him as they left. One of them seemed deep in sorrow upon locking the gate again, the other concealing his regret as best as he could.
Louis had thanked them profusely and they had seemed embarrassed by it.
After they left, Louis had cleaned himself thoroughly, and doned the new clothing, marvelling at its softness.
He had gone and sat on the cot, sighing as the sheets hugged him.
______________________________________
YOU ARE READING
The Sovereign and The Sorcerer (Larry Stylinson - L.S.)
FanfictionThe silhouette of the person barely gave away his features. He could make out a tall frame, strength packing around his body like an armour. The scent hit him next, a thoroughbred alpha, Louis bared his teeth in warning. He would bite if this man tr...
