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18 | Those Little Trysts

FALDREY & EREN

Here he was once again, down on his haunches and in the presence of the royal family. Only this time he was looking right up into Eren's sad eyes, not down at his frail, limp hands. His Mistress, Metsumi, was sitting on the other side of the Tal Dane.

This time he wasn't at the brink of death, and he wasn't going to let Eren defend him in front of his father. He was going to fight for himself, he was done putting Eren in harm's way.

The Tal Dane looked majestic and honestly magnificent in his regal attire, staring down at him with flaming eyes. The motley furnace burning ever so brightly behind the three royal chairs; the Tal Dane's, the Young Tal Dane's and the Mistress's.

The Flame Breathers who'd brought him in pushed him to the floor with such momentum, his gown gave way for his knees to scrape so violently against the plastered floor of the Throne room. Eren did not fail to notice the new bruise on his fair face, and the swollen redness of his bloodshot eyes.

"What's going on between this servant boy and my son?" Zeldrius looked down at Faldrey with disdain, but directed his question to Ursa.

"I don't have the slightest clue, I seldom see the servant boy around the castle," Ursa answered, keeping his gaze fixed at the boy in front of them. "I believe that question is best answered by your son himself."

"Father I—"

"I could tell you everything you need to know, father," Metsumi interrupted her brother.

"Shut your mouth, Metsumi," Eren snapped, sending his glare her way.

"You don't speak to your twin sister that way," Zeldrius cautioned.

"She's just going to fill your head with lies. Father believe me, the situation is nothing like what Metsumi might've told you. If only you would just listen to me." Eren tried to get his father to give him a chance to speak, even if it was just a short minute.

"I think I've listened to you enough." The Tal Dane was known to be a grudgeful ruler with an unwavering, unforgiving spirit. It had almost been half a year since Eren embarrassed him in front of his council, Goliath and the westerners. But still he looked at his son with so much scorn.

"I think you should give the Young Tal Dane a chance to explain, he's the one involved with the servant boy after all," Ursa tried to make Zeldrius look past his contempt for his son.

He was silent for a while before finally giving in to reason. "Fine then, what caused the fight between you and your sister over the servant boy?"

Eren took a deep breath, this was his only chance to save Faldrey and keep whatever Metsumi might've seen a secret. He knew this explanation was crucial, he tried to look for a way to explain without saying too much.

"She forced him to do the Burning Maiden Dance. I tried to get her to stop, but she was filled with so much rage and anger when I brought the boy out of the her flames, and ordered him to run to his chamber room and lock the door. She shot at me first, I never intended to hurt her," Eren kept the explanation short and simple.

He fought the urge to bring up all the times she had maltreated Faldrey, because then he would have to explain how he knew what he knew.

"Oh but you did hurt me," she leaned forward on her chair so she could look past her father and directly at Eren, "that servant disobeyed me. You hurt my authority over him as his Mistress."

"You wanted to roast him alive!" Eren snapped, loosing his cool.

"And you just wanted to save him? Why?" A smirk formed on her lips, "what's your business with my maid servant," she stressed deliberately, rising the interest of everyone in the room.