prisoner of time

Belfry was in a bad mood.

He was in a bad mood, so he had to ask his dark elves to do their best to cheer him up.

While trying his best to coax him, Fanayin asked softly, "Your Highness, what's the matter? What tree wants you to go to him?"

Befilus leaned on his chest, fiddling with his slender and strong fingers, and after a moment of silence, he still told his dark elf the whole story.

He didn't want to hide these things from Fanain, he knew that the other party had always had his own judgment, and hoped that he could have enough information.

After he finished speaking, Vannain didn't respond immediately, and Befilus just lay on the dark elf's chest sullenly, playing with the other's collarbone idly, without saying a word, but there was an obvious dissatisfaction written on his face. happy.

"Your Highness is unwilling to go?" the dark elf asked softly after a while, kissing his hair.

"But according to His Highness's description, the owner of that voice should be very powerful. He likes Your Highness. If His Highness is willing to be nice to him and live with him, he should be able to give His Highness a good life. He will love His Highness very much and give You have everything you want. It can make your rule last forever...why is your Highness not willing?" Dark Elf asked softly.

"... that's enough." He was interrupted by Befiles in the middle of his words.

The light elf prince raised his head and looked at him with extremely sad and angry pale golden eyes, and said softly: "I don't care what that guy is, and I don't care whether he is good or bad to me. I only care about a This matter, Fanain, do you know what it means for me to agree to the other party's request?"

"It means that we are going to be separated." He leaned down, kissed the upper dark elf's collarbone lightly, looked at each other with his head slightly raised, "It means that I will become someone else's lover, it means that we can no longer do this, Means I'll belong to something other than you and me, not you...and me."

The dark elf's lips moved and his eyes flickered, obviously never thinking about this level.

Befiles smiled, not paying attention to the other party's innocence, and naturally did not think about why the dark elves would subconsciously ignore such obvious consequences.

"But I don't have any choice." Befiles said.

Not only the deal made by the grandfather, he himself had exchanged something with that thing - what he asked for at that time was the safety of Fanain, and if he didn't give the other party what he wanted, he was afraid that he would lose forever His dark elves, that was something he couldn't accept no matter what.

The heaven and earth net had already been laid when he opened his mouth to ask the other party, and he had no way to escape, no way to avoid it.

His Royal Highness put his arms around the dark elf's neck, offered his sweet lips, closed his eyes and smiled silently.

After opening my eyes again, the pale golden eyes were as lazy as ever, proud and soft when facing the person in front of me: "So before that, Fanain, serve me well, take care of me, please me, let me remember All the feeling of living with you...we're running out of time."

Befilus made an agreement with the Elf King and his grandfather that he would take the initiative to go to the Forest of Life to find out after three days, but he was already prepared in his heart, knowing that this would probably be a journey that would never return.

Therefore, during these three days, he closed the door to thank guests all day long, did nothing, didn't think about anything, and just stayed at home with his dark elf wantonly.

He has prepared a way out for Vanain, he has abolished Vanain's slave status, and transferred all the property under his name, including the mansion he lives in, to the other party's name - this is somewhat legally realized Difficult, after all, the dark elves in today's society do not actually have the right to own legal private property, and Befilus had to use his own privileges to handle these matters.

In addition, he also told his father and grandfather that if he could not come back, he would be given the title of Vannain to protect him for life.

The Elven King knew his situation and acquiesced to the series of requests he made.

Soon came the morning of the third day.

Knowing that he would be on the road to the Forest of Life after today, Befilles was particularly unwilling to open his eyes to face the reality, and even after waking up, he leaned childishly on Vanain.

Fanain had no choice but to gently kiss his eyelids coaxingly, and said in a soft voice: "Your Highness, it's time to get up. It's already dawn."

Befiles resisted at first and refused to pay attention to him, humming but refused to open his eyes, grabbed the quilt and covered his head, avoiding the attack of the dark elves.

Later, he couldn't bear it anymore, lifted the quilt, sat up straight and stared at Fanain, his eyes were slightly flushed: "...I may not be able to come back when I leave this time. And this time I can't Take you there, and I may never see you again in the future."

"Vannain, do you want me to leave so much?" He lowered his head and murmured in a very soft voice.

This is something that the always proud Prince of the Light Elf would never say under normal circumstances.

From the beginning to the end of their relationship, he was in the dominant position. He used his power, status, and strength to suppress and control the dark elves. He ordered the dark elves to obey him, serve him, and self-righteously reward each other. And completely disregarding the other party's true wishes and ideas.

He never considered Vanain's idea.He dare not think about it.

He was afraid that the other party's true intention was to leave him and give up everything he had given in exchange for freedom.He is afraid that all the actions of Fanain today are not from his original intention, but just unable to refuse his instruction.

For a long time Befilles refused to admit this: Vanain was very important to him, and the Dark Elves had a special place in his heart.

And now this point was so obvious and naked in front of him that even he couldn't deny it—when faced with important choices, the Dark Elf was always the first person he thought of.

He holds his dark elf in his heart, but he is just the master that the other party can't refuse and has to endure, which is very difficult for Befiles to accept.

However, in any case, it is absolutely impossible for him to let go of his pride and pray for love or charity from the other party.

"Your Highness, how is it possible." Fanain smiled and picked him up from the bed, put a soft white robe on him, and tied the belt carefully.

"Your Highness, it's time for you to have breakfast." The dark elf said softly, "Relax, I assure you, everything will be as you wish. As long as you wish, today will never end, and we will always be together."

Befilles certainly wouldn't believe this obvious nonsense, but even the reassurance made him happy.

What's more, at this time, his stomach made a light noise inappropriately - this really shouldn't happen to a pampered prince, but Befiles is in his youth, and his life is very regular under the care of Fanain. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, and supper are all available at fixed times.

Today, due to cheating on the bed, it is nearly an hour later than his usual breakfast time, and the physiological reaction is hard to hide.

Befiles stared round his eyes, looking at the Dark Elf with an expression of shyness and urgency.Fan Nayin didn't care, he touched his stomach with a light smile, and kissed his earlobe again: "Your Highness, wait a moment, I'll go get breakfast."

Befilus was sitting at the small table in the side hall reading a book, and sure enough, the Dark Elf came back with a dining cart, on which his favorite foods were neatly arranged.

Befelles was a little strange, because usually other attendants were responsible for delivering meals, and Vanain didn't need to do it himself.

"What about the others? Why do you have to do these things yourself?" Befiles asked.

"There are only two of us here now." The dark elf replied evasively, looking at his master tenderly, "Your Highness, is this not good? Don't you like it?"

Befilus shook his head, and began to eat breakfast under the service of the dark elves, taking it for granted that Fanain should have given other people a vacation or something, so that he could spend the last two-person world with him.

The sudden romance of the other party made him a little unexpected, but his mood improved a lot because of it.At least this more or less proved that the companionship of the past ten years was not all false, and the dark elves would miss him too.

As the future heir, Befiles was taught since childhood that love is meaningless and extravagant, something that must be discarded when necessary.Therefore, he has never imagined a relationship of mutual love and deep love, and marriage is just a political bargaining chip for him.

As it is now, knowing that the dark elves care about him is enough for Befilles.

This day is no different from every ordinary day before it.

After lunch, Befilus went to take a nap, and after waking up, he played and made out with Vanain for a long time. He ordered Vanain to open the heavy dark red velvet curtains, and prepared to lean against the dark elf to greet him quietly. Come to his last sunset here.

Something unexpected happened, the sky was bright outside the window, without the slightest sign of the sun setting to the west, it was almost the same as when Befilus just woke up.

Befiles subconsciously looked at the small silver clock beside the bed, but found that the small clock was gone.

Not only that, but all the clocks in the bedroom were missing.