Ancient secrets told

Elven magic

Devon created flames in his left and and sparks of blue lighting in his right. He then jabed his hands into the wall where handprints can be seen and the wall glowed. It shimmered and hummed unnaturally and the odd feeling that he feels like he felt before was stronger and it pulsed. It beated through the room then stopped, it stopped humming and went still. Eron was about to say something but then wall dropped, it dropped down to the ground and disappeared. (What the fuck!?) Eron's eyes were wide with aww and fear. "Look" Devon pointed and Eron hesitated, "it won't hurt you" he promised, grabbing hold of his hand. Eron then nodded and looked in, his eyes relaxed and his body felt calmer as he saw a dancing flame. It danced in harming and it grew then shrank, it pulsed and breathed. It radiated with life.

"You're looking at the internal flame, it grants those who are worthy with magic" Devon explained. "Long ago, when the kingdom's were still infants themselves. Elves found it, they took care of it and they nurchered it. One day humans attacked, they attacked the flame and an elf by the name of Ardis sacrificed himself to stop them. The flame then granted his children and wife with magic. The ability to cast spells and" Devon looked at his hand as he created a flame to dance with it. "It grew to our race. It allowed us to have our own kingdom's and to live peacefully. It granted power to a human before, he... well I actually don't know what he did but he refused to have any kids to pass it down but he was strong. Maybe you can be granted with the power as well" Devon suggested.
"Me?" Eron questioned, looking at the flame that was so peaceful then back at Devon again.

"Yes you, I've seen you in battle" Devon explained, "you just need to prove it" he informed.
"How?" Eron asked, watching the flame and feeling at peace. Relaxed and free, he couldn't imagine how anyone could even attack it.
"That's the neat part, no-one knows, it's random really" Devon shrugged, watching the flame himself. "I've done so much to keep it hidden and after I've risked so much so I know that no-one else can find it, it granted me and old friend with much stronger powers".
"Really? Is that why you changed castles?" Eron asked, not too sure on how he feels about this new information.
"Not really, like I said this castle is too bloodstained by the old king and well it was time for a change" Devon nodded, "the people needed it".

"You look cute in this light" Eron complimented, trying to change the subject as the he saw the sorrow in Devon's eyes.
"Aww" Devon grind, "you look adorable" he walked over and pushed him to the wall. His grip genral as he kissed Eron. He kissed back as he felt Devon's hands on his waist, undoing the belt on his armour. "It's too cold out to take it all off" Devon whispered, removing just enough to reveal him.
"It is cold" Eron giggled, feeling Devon's cold hands on him.
"Turn around" Devon grinned, kissing his neck and nibbling down a little. Eron obeyed and Devon mounted, the sudden motion both painful and pleasurable...

... Eron nuzzled into Devon as he pulled the armour back up. "Believe it or not, this is not the first time the flame has seen sex" Devon joked, finishing the belt and leaning back on the wall.
"Really? Just or others has?" Eron asked, leaning into him and cuddling.
"Yeah a lot has, it doesn't seem to mind though" Devon purred and wrapped his arms tightly around Eron. Eron kissed his cheek and snuggled into him, crazing the warmth. "Well we should go through" Devon stood up, lifting Eron in his arms. Devon holding Eron in his arms like a groom to his new bride but only this time, it was a another man. Eron blushed, feeling his cheeks warm as Devon walked up.the stairs with little struggle. "You know I can walk right?" Eron playfully challenged, hugging into him.
"I know but I kinda drained all of your energy so save it for the ride back" Devon joked, kissing him and closing the trapped door with his foot.