Within the silent private garden filled with gem-like flowers, the cool breeze entered through the gaps of the vines climbing on the domed roof.
A flash of light suddenly appeared accompanied by the whirling wind of coldness, brushing every grass tip and flower petal. As the light faded, two figures were revealed, standing on the soft grass of the garden.
Golden suddenly eyes narrow when a faint disturbance briefly fills the air.
The area was not too dim, for the faint glow of the blue flower's centers illuminated the surrounding. The view looked majestic and ethereal, as if no ordinary person would dare step on this sacred-looking area.
Silver eyes roamed throughout the vicinity, assessing and sensing if there were people nearby. When he felt that there was none, he sighed in relief. He initially thought his brothers would be impatiently waiting here for his arrival. Eyes locked on the tables and chairs of his garden, Moulin stepped away from Hadrian's chest. Softness and longing layered his silvery pupils as he looked around the place.
Two little furballs jumped down from his arms and scurried around the small space of the private garden. They barked and yipped happily at each other as they curiously ran around the little flowery bushes decorating the garden.
"So this is the third young master's secret garden?" Hadrian spoke while wearing an amused smile. His golden eyes watched as Moulin turned to face him with a frown.
"You should be honored, My Lord. Nobody knows of this place except for my family and me. Anyone else would have been executed..." A corner of Moulin's lips was raised. Slowly he walked towards the white round table positioned at the center of the garden. Pink fingertips delicately caressed the smooth surface of the furniture. There was not a speck of dust or grime.
His brothers must have cleaned the place for his arrival.
"How frightening..." Hadrian smiled. His steps were unhurried as he approached Moulin's back. Slipping his arms to circle the youth's slender waist, Hadrian whispers. "Don't forget our deal, My love. I am quite exhausted from expending a significant amount of energy to transport us to your beloved home. I am deeply in need of some relief and service..."
Moulin rolls his eyes. Pushing the man's cheek away, he smiles faintly. "Be patient, you animal."
Hadrian chuckled, and he pecked Moulin's temple before distancing himself. "Your brothers are indeed sharp. They have erected a triggering barrier within your garden. How clever... "
"I am quite proud of them." Moulin raised an eyebrow at the Hercullian Lord. He tilted his head as he continued. "They must be on their way here at this moment. So I guess it's time for you to get lost, my love."
Hadrian's eyes darkened as an alluring smile graced his lips. He suppressed the urge to just take his lover away and make love to him until his screams reach the other side of Corahn. "Your lovely mouth is enticing me. It makes me want to do something you wouldn't like..."
Moulin chuckled and just turned to beckon the energetic furballs towards him. His silver eyes glanced at Hadrian playfully. "Hurry and go, you oaf."
At the same time, the youth caught a noise coming from the entrance of the garden. Moulin's brows furrow and he stares at Hadrian hurriedly. With a smile, the man abruptly disappears within Moulin's sight, leaving the youth to sigh in relief. For a moment, he thought Hadrian was going to reveal himself to the person making their way towards Moulin's secret garden.
The sound of panting and rapid heavy footsteps filled the area. Moulin's hands nervously sweated, and he bit his lips in anticipation.
"Moulin!"
