The brotherhood of wolves

Chapter 15

TWO BROTHERS .  PART 2

Radu, the handsome one, nicknamed so by those around him, accompanied by the Mehmed who was sultan's favorite son, he spent his day lazing in the gardens of the Sultan's palace. The two under the guise of arms camaraderie, hiding from the eyes of the world they secretly love each other, founding refuge in each other's arms with a love that blossomed over time becoming lovers.
Mehmed only a year older than Radu, his appearance exuded strength and masculinity, he had physically inherited much of his father's traits only he had a much more calculated temperament, he had empathy for all who were oppressed, different in every way compared to Radu, tall and well built, with black hair like a raven's feather worn in the mongolian style, eyes of such an intense blue surrounded by long black eyelashes and a voluptuous mouth that gave him such a handsome air that all heads turned in admiration when he appeared, he was almost as handsome as his lover.

The two lying on the divan laden with cushions of all colors hidden by a curtain of greenery under the silk canopy above them, chained in a silent embrace kissed each other passionately as if they didn't have a care in the world.
Lost in their own world, they didn't hear the footsteps coming towards them, Vlad, appearing from around the corner, surprised them when they were in the midst of their passion.
He approached them in silence, his gaze darkened frowning at the sight of the two lovers.
He always knew that something was different with Radu, but not long ago he found out with amazement that his brother was the lover of none other than the future Sultan.
" Idiot!" if he still took this path he could find someone more ordinary, not the young sultan himself, he risked losing his life if Murad found out about them two.
He wonder what their father would have to say to a news like this, he was almost going to strangle Radu with his bare hands when he first surprised the two lovers. Remembering almost with a grin in the corner of his mouth how he reacted by rushing like a raging bull at the two. Mehmed's turban flew as he lay on his back with his feet in the air and his broken-nosed brother fainted like a little girl when he smacked him square in the face.
"What the fuck!Oh my gosh, those two were actually they fucked each other?"
"I think I'll give them another biting warning to not engross anyone with their display of affection!" he said out loud when he got in front of them.
The two of them arranging their messy clothes jumped as if on fire at Vlad's remark.
Mumbling out, Radu blurted a kind of hasty apology.
"It's not what it seems!"
"Really!?
More than likely you were trying to find his tonsils and he was struggling to find yours before you. The explanation goes well for you?!"
Grinning devilishly to himself he considered whether or not to give them the great news. Straightening his voice, he looked at them for effect
and with a deliberately sober tone he gave them the big news :
" We are going home tomorrow morning!"
Radu, not understanding what it was about, looked at him puzzled.
"But we are at home, what house are you talking about?"
"About our true home, Wallachia " answered Vlad calmly.
"Our stay here is over thanks god!"
Radu vaguely remembered the place where he was born, he was too young when he left it, for him this was his home, he didn't even remember his parents' faces anymore, he only remembered his mother's voice as if from a long-forgotten dream telling him about Prince Charming and maidens in trouble.
There was no question that he wanted to leave, he had everything he needed here, including Mehmed, how could he ever leave him, Mehmed was the love of his life, unique, stronger than any blood bond. He better preferred to die, death was a better fate than separation from his love.
Looking into Murad's eyes he read it the same feelings he was experiencing, anger, despair ...
The love between the two of them was so strong, from the first moment of intimacy between them, he knew that Mehmed was his twin soul, his swan who had only one partner all his life.
"No!! I can't, i will not leave anywhere, my place is here with the one I love!" said Radu firmly, planting his feet in the ground affirmatively.
"I'm mature enough to know what I want from life!"
Vlad burst out laughing thinking about the seriousness of the moment, his brother was only fourteen years old, the age at which everything that flies is eaten.
" Yes you will you idiot, our staying here it's over !!"
Braying like a donkey more than roaring like a lion he answered again bluntly.
"Noo!!"
Although he was boiling inside, he answered calmly.
""It remains to be seen!"and with that, turning his back on him, he left.
Mehmed, who had been silent until then, looking long after Vlad, spoke for the first time, with a voice like ice.

"If this brat thinks he's taking you away from me, he's wrong! I've respected the brotherly relationship between the two of you until now, but now he's crossed the line."
Radu hugged him desperately, crying with all his heart, something told him that despite all his protests, he was going to lose Mehmed.

They remained embraced like that for a long time, minutes, hours... until Murad appeared for the evening walk.
Breaking away from his lover's arms, Radu went out to meet Sultan Murad, falling on his knees and kissing his feet.
Looking at him sympathetically, he kind of suspected what had happened, he knew about the affair between Mehmed and Radu, but he didn't think it was that serious.
He wasn't very happy with the fact that his favorite son had found his happiness in the arms of another man but what could he do, love is blind, you don't choose who you love.
He consoled himself with the idea that Mehmed could have heirs even if he had a double life, in the eyes of the world he was straight, with wives, concubines and all the rest that was imposed his status as the future ruler of an empire.
Anticipating, however, he decided to listen to the poor boy, seeing how unhappy he looked.

"O glorious Sultan, lord of the world, please have mercy upon me ending my suffering, don't drive me away my saviour, my place is here, my home is not longer in Wallachia, my heart only beats for you and this kingdom!" pleaded Radu in tears.

Impressed by the young man's suffering, Murad he patted Radu's hand consolingly, like a parent comforting his favourite child.
He was a good and obedient boy, he was almost sorry to lose him, but unfortunately his destiny was not to stay here.
"My child, you must follow your destiny and accompany your brother back to Wallachia, i need your help, you must be Vlad's shadow, to become my eyes and ears, and report to me back on everything he does, i do not have trust in him as i have in you and i will reward you kingly fulfilling whatever you want."

Radu stopped crying. It was not point to oppose the Sultan, by agreeing to the sultan's proposal he had a chance not to lose Mehmed.

The night spent together was like no other, for the first time they went with the hugs further than usual.
He lost his virginity in the arms of Mehmed, his first and more likely the last man in his life . There were not enough words to describe the thirst for each other, they complemented one to another in words whispered from the depths of they soul, in endless kisses and sinuous touches, making the night of love a memorable one for the rest of their lives.
Falling asleep linked together in each other's arms, towards morning when the night embraced the day , Mehmed in tears kissed him chastely on the forehead saying his goodbye. He lacked the strength to part his beloved, it was better to say goodbye to him now that Radu was asleep, at least the breakup was less painful and the hope of seeing each other sprouted in his soul like a seed in a fertile soil.
"Good bye my love, good bye! I would move mountains if I had to, to see you again .." he said in a voice choked with tears barely a whisper, the bitterness in his heart showing on his face.
Radu as if he heard him smiled at him in his sleep. When he was little, his mother used to tell him that children who smile while sleeping were smiling because they were being kissed by an angel, ..maybe it was true, he thought looking at his lover's face.
As soon as she broke away from Radu's bed he ran away, he knew that otherwise she would not have been able to leave him.

Later in the afternoon, the two brothers left behind a decade of captivity spent at the Ottoman gate, one with joy and hope in his soul and the other with pain and sorrow.