Ancient secrets told

Morning date

It had been a day of waiting, Eron spent it with Devon. They had gotten drinks and had a mini celebration of his return. (Well that's what he called it) Eron thought, feeling the hangover as he sat on the bed watching Devon sleep.(I think he just wants to get drunk with me) Eron leaned back, resting his head as it spun. His body once again ached with the pleasure that he enjoyed so much, (Devon seems to more affectionate then before). Eron observed and smiled, he loved it, he loves the attention, he loves the care and he loves spending this time with him. A knock on the door broke Eron from his thoughts, he sighed. Getting up slowly with his head still spinning slightly, he opened the door and Kakar smiled at him.

"Oh hello" Kakar started but stopped himself, "you look... dead".
"Hangover" Eron explained, holding back a yawn, "what you want?" He asked.
"Well me and the other messengers delivered the letters and they all have a response. I'm giving them all to King Devon" Kakar explained.
"I can see you struggling to not call me a whore" Eron narrowed his eyes, "I'll give them to him, he's sleeping".
"What, can it just be like an inside joke? Come on?" Kakar grinned but Eron kept a sturn look.
"Call me a whore I dare you" Eron challenged, keeping calm.
"Alright then... what King's, king?" Kakar guessed.
"Maybe" Eron held his hand out for the letters, "or King Aron is in the guest chambers" he offered.
"Here" Kakar gave five different notes to him, "see you around then, King's, king".

Eron sighed and went back into the room, moving the empty bottles from Devon's desk and placing the letters down. He looked over at Devon, who was passed asleep in a peaceful dream. His breathing was soothing to hear and Eron didn't want to risk waking him up. He sat at the desk, watching him with a smile, (how many times have I woken up with him doing this?) He asked himself. After a while Devon blinked and lifted his head, clearly aching and confused on what happened. "Morning" Eron greeted, offering him some water. Devon smiled and took a sip.
"Morning, did we really drink that much?" Devon asked, finishing the water.
"Seems like it, the messengers has returned and they all brought back a letter from the genrals" Eron explained, pointed at the desk as he cuddled into him.

"Perfect, once we sober up a little" Devon began, pulling Eron into a tighter cuddle. "We can head down with King Aron and read em" he explained, kissing his neck and holding onto his waist. "I know a way to sober up" Devon whispered in his ear and nibbled at his neck. Eron giggled and curled up a little, the ticklish sensation being unbearable. "As much as I would love to, I'm still aching from last night" Eron declined, turning to nuzzle into him.
"Last night? Wow how much did I drink?" Devon asked, laying back to rest his head.
"From what I remember drink makes you horney" Eron joked and cuddled into him.

"Not surprised" Devon smiled, one arm around his eyes and the other cuddled with Eron. "Well let's eat something, get our heads right" Devon stretched, heading to his dressers. Eron followed, putting the armour back on, feeling the pride once again. "Come on" Devon smiled, looking just as proud as Eron felt. Eron nodded and followed him, to his surprise Devon went towards the main castle gates. "Where we heading?" Eron asked, following him towards the stables.
"You'll see" Devon smiled then went to a stable hand, "get BloodBrik and Blueberry tacked" he ordered.
"Of cause your majesty" the stable hand bowed and left to the fields. For the first time in a while Eron felt a pain, a pain of loss as he thought of Strawberry.

"You miss your red rune, don't you?" Devon observed, grabbing his hand.
"Yeah... fucking thief's" Eron cursed silently at the Garnet King. First he accuses his king and Devon of treasonous thoughts then he basically steals his horse.
"Relax, Blueberry is a sweet horse" Devon tried to comfort, "I'll see if I can find your mustang". Eron smiled.
"Thank you, I had that horse since he was a foal" Eron mentioned. The stable hand returned with two horses, the thoroughbred and a blue rune mustang. (Wow Blueberry is a pretty horse) Eron thought, taking the rains and mounting. "Follow me" Devon guided, heading behind the castle.