Poenus: How Azrael falls (BL)

The Axe

KIEL

Kiel relished the comforting warmth the water and steam gave him as he sank lower into the water, submerging his body completely. It was still dark, the stars still visible but the sky was slowly changing colors. The baths were always open no matter what time, him and the queen loved baths so Draco took it upon himself and built it secretly giving it to them as a gift, though they both owned it anyone was welcome. It was built like the infrastructure of the buildings in Remano, tall marble columns with gold accents pools of different sizes filled the room, some pools were surrounded by screens giving whoever bathed some privacy (mostly women used these screen protected pools). The baths were empty except for him, he stared at the marble flecked with gold tiles under the water and it made him frown a complete contrast to his personality. The gold reminded him of a certain purple haired general, of course he was used to her harsh words but sometimes she was going too far questioning his credibility as a general as if he wasn't worth the title. Je'hel was a complex woman, one time she would treat him kindly then after a few seconds her personality would a complete 180 degrees. He had tried to understand her really, often giving her gifts from places he went she would throw a fit but she would keep it anyway. Really she would always spout things about being ladylike or civilized but one time she had threw a patch of dirt at him as a joke. She was older than she looked of course but sometimes she would act childish suiting her appearance.

Women were scary really

The sound of the doors opening made him snap out of his thoughts as his jade eyes trained over to the double doors. He was surprised to see Draco his face as usual stoic as ever but what surprised him the most was the small figure trailing behind him. Tan skin with silver for hair, crimson eyes nervously looked around the room as it landed on him. He smiled and the assassin flinched and looked away.

Well he expected that assassin would still be around, he didn't know much about magic since he doesn't use it himself. But he understood that there was some sort of unbreakable link or bond between the two. He didn't know much about the assassin as he had been traveling for the past month, so when he was summoned by Je'hel (and after hearing those harsh words) he didn't speak much even after the queen's outburst. When unpleasant memories had resurfaced after the assassin stormed out, he was the one who stayed at the pavillion the longest ignoring the woman who was apologizing.

Draco having already spotted him made his way over to his pool and he waved at his fellow general

"Kiel" he acknowledged as he stripped himself and put it in the basket he had brought over and he sank into the pool sitting across him, sighing as the warm water gave him comfort.

The assassin was still standing looking unsure, Draco seemed to forget about his presence as he closed his eyes, his head leaning at the rim of the pool.

"Well why don't you join us?" by all means he tried to make his voice gentle but with a body like his it was expected that he would have a booming voice.

He nodded as he stripped and sat a few feet beside Draco and Kiel noticed how slender his body was, like a woman's. Noticing his stare the tanned male flinched looking uncomfortable and he respectfully averted his gaze, Setta had mentioned that he might be a love slave based on his looks and he could see why. He was beautiful and could pass of as a woman with those looks. The sound of water splashing made Draco crack one eye open and he looked at the silver haired male.

He noticed the atmosphere between the two, unlike before it wasn't filled with animosity. Right now it felt light but there was an akward feel to it, seemed like the two were familiarizing with each other. Mina had mentioned since their souls were compatible then it would be easy for them to get along, he always wondered about that. Draco hardly socializes making him a bit awkward when trying to know people outside his circle (not to mention how he often drowned himself in his work) . He wasn't really that cold like how others painted him to be, he actually cared in the most absurd and unbelievable actions. Since he traveled a lot stacks of documents were to be expected in his mostly deserted office, but every time he came back it was always empty. Draco would show up later, probably needing his signature or something and he would grumble about how he was always absent and looking at the stacks of documents made him sick. Or translated as 'Since you're always absent I'll do your work'.