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Chapter 10

"Are you ready to see my absolutely fabulous bedroom by night? " Adan asked Errot, his hand gently placed at the doorknob and a wide smirk playing on his lips.

Errot raised an eyebrow, trying to seem unaffected and calm, still startled by what happened at the throne room.

Adan opened his door and let Errot walk inside. "Tah-tah! " He exclaimed, glancing at Errot, ready to catch a glimpse of his reaction through the dim lights.

Errot was both thankful and frustrated that the only available light the room had was the various candles, burning the night away. Thankful because Adan couldn't exactly see him and frustrated because he couldn't see Adan. Grasp his facial expressions and the messages his body sent. He could barely make out his face.

"Well? What do you think of the decoration? Did a pretty decent job, didn't I? "

"Why do you like candles so much? " Errot mumbled and run a hand through his hair as he made himself comfortable at Adan's huge leather couch.

"Candles produce fire." Adan said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world and sat down next to Errot

Errot blinked at Adan, his face serious and heavy. Five more seconds were killed like that. "Exactly." He finally said.

Adan chuckled. "It's like putting fire into icy water. The possibility of freezing to death is higher than dying from my poor candles. You're safe, kid." Adan went to pat Errot's shoulder but Errot flinched and pulled away in an instant.

"Do not touch me." Errot said harshly.

Adan's hand remained frozen in the air for a second or so and then he pulled it back, his smile still on his face. "Ohh someone's not in a good mood. Come on, talk to daddy. What's bothering you?"

"People."

"Sad."

Errot stayed quiet, looking at his fingers, suddenly finding the task very interesting.

"The situation requires wine." Adan walked to his mini bar and returned with two glasses of red wine on his hands. He passed one to Errot.

"To assholes and bad moods" He lifted his glass for a toast.

Errot didn't bother to clink his glass with Adan. Instead, he took it all down in one breath.

"Woah, easy there tiger, don't want you emptying your guts out the whole night." Adan looked amused.

"Wouldn't be nice if I stained your floors now, would it?" Errot said sarcastically.

Adan raised his eyebrows. "I see what this is all about. You're upset over cotton candy killing those merlots, aren't you?"

Errot cringed. He then frowned and decided to look at Adan in both disgust and confusion at the same time. "Cotton candy?"

Adan chuckled. "Oh, man. Like, don't ever tell him I called him that in front of you. Or in general. He'll go batshit at you.
And then he'll murder me in my sleep. "

"No worries, I won't tell him that a member of his close circle called him, the king of Ink Blood, a gross food for kids."

Adan rolled his eyes amused. "Cotton candy is fucking amazing. What's wrong with you?"

"A lot of things."

"I figured. Would one of them be that you're playing the king and all of us for fools? "

Errot felt like his heart stopped beating. One, two, three seconds. "Huh?"

"Did you have any accidents lately, during the last nine hundred years? Did someone hit you in the head?"