DragonHearts

Chapter 12: Castle Hassle

Elium woke up to find Hilda on top of him, prompting him to wonder what had transpired the previous night. Upon realizing the truth, he panicked, unintentionally waking up Hilda in the process. "Oh...My...Goodness...We, um, did it, didn't we?" he stammered, shaking her gently to wake her. Hilda responded with a cute yawn.

"Uh, yeah, I believe we did, Elium," she replied calmly.

Elium slapped his forehead. "This is exactly what Draco was warning me about. I shouldn't have let the lustful demon overpower me!" he exclaimed. Hilda playfully poked his nose as she got up, saying, "No demon overpowered you, silly. And if anything, I was the demon, hehe," teasingly.

Elium hurriedly scrambled out of the tub, accidentally pushing Hilda aside in his haste to leave the bathroom. Hilda observed him as he dressed, admiring his physique.

Elium turned to her, his urgency apparent. "You realize we're both in serious trouble, right?" he asked.

Hilda rested her head on her hands, positioning her forearms on the edge of the tub. "Of course, but it's just Draco we're dealing with. I went to school with him. He lucked into becoming king, and I lucked into becoming one of his maids. You know how easy it was? Incredibly easy. I basically just had to be his classmate for him to accept me," she explained.

Elium struggled to put on his shirt, clearly agitated. "Well, that doesn't mean we can fool around in HIS kingdom. We're here to serve him, not serve ourselves," he emphasized. Hilda nodded, wearing an expression that suggested she didn't particularly care.

Elium left the bathroom and headed to the throne room, expecting to find Draco there. However, to his dismay, Draco was nowhere to be seen. Elium began to panic, yanking at his hair in distress. "What?! Where the hell is he?? Does he know?? IS HE WRITING A 'YOU'RE FIRED' NOTE??" he fretted in his head, his worry mounting.

Draco walked into the throne room and found Elium in a state of distress, yanking at his hair.

"Um, you okay, brother?" Draco inquired, his tone laced with confusion. Elium let out a relieved sigh, thinking that Draco remained oblivious to the affair he and Hilda had committed in Draco's bathroom. "No, yes, I'm alright, my king. A lovely morning, isn't it?" Elium replied, still visibly shaken. Draco nodded, his expression still perplexed.

Elium was breathing a little heavily, trying to calm himself down.

Draco, however, decided to address the situation directly and informed Elium that he was aware of what had happened between him and Hilda in the washroom. "Relax, Elium, I know what you did with Hilda. I saw you two this morning, embracing each other, and I don't really care," he reassured Elium.

Elium's jaw dropped in surprise at this unexpected revelation.

"You...I...Look, I...We...I don't..." Elium stammered, clearly flustered. Across the room, a giggle emerged, and it was Hilda, now dressed in her maid attire, diligently sweeping the castle halls. Elium pointed at her and whispered harshly, "Could you shut up already?! I'm not trying to get fired here!"

Draco let out a sigh, running a hand through his hair. "You're not getting fired over some personal relation, Elium. Can we just drop it already? I need to go train, and I need your help," he said, sounding annoyed at the whole situation. Elium nodded, doing his best to ignore Hilda's amusement.

And so, with the matter somewhat settled, the two of them headed off to focus on their duties.

In the training room, Elium continued to shoot his fire kunais at Draco, who skillfully slashed them out of his path, honing his agility. Draco couldn't help but notice that Elium's throws seemed a bit weaker than before, and it bothered him.