communion

"Who are you?" Cantrella hid behind a black rock, only revealing a pair of beautiful eyes staring at Cesare vigilantly, "Where have we met?"

"I am the will of Tartarus, and my name is Cesare Valentine." Cesare regretted letting go of Cantrella when he landed, and felt a little guilty, so his attitude was unprecedentedly good. Said all the ins and outs without reservation, "I'm sorry." César took a few steps towards Cantrella tentatively, "I didn't know you were the king's younger brother."

"I thought it was Gnaeus who wanted to get rid of me." Cantrella's eyes turned red when he learned the truth, with tears rolling in his eyes, "I didn't expect it was my brother..."

César knelt down and took out a handkerchief to wipe Cantrella's tears. He didn't know what to say in this situation, he just wanted to hug this poor crying shivering huddle.

Cantrella avoided César's hand, his eyes were as red as a rabbit, and he choked up and asked, "Ciselle, will you kill me?"

"No." Cantrella's soft voice fell into Cizer's heart like a feather, and he quickly expressed his attitude, "The sacrifice to Tartarus is just a lie I made up to reject greedy people, I don't will hurt you, you just have to stay in Tartarus and share everything here with me."

"But... I'm a useless child..." Cantrera said in a very low voice, with a miserable expression on his face, "My brother doesn't even want to keep me, if you are reluctant, you can send me away..."

"You must stay!" César saw that Cantrella's words had the meaning of leaving - when he thought that this cute little guy would no longer belong to Tartarus, he was extremely anxious in his heart, and his tone could not help but become tough .

Cantrella flinched back, looking pitifully at César.

Seeing this look, César immediately lost his temper. He regretted the impulsiveness of his words just now——Cantrella is a poor little boy who has just been abandoned by his relatives, and he is so obedient that he wants to leave Tartaros What's more, it seems that the culprit who caused Cantrella to suffer this ordeal is himself... and he just scared him again.

César felt like an asshole.

César slowly approached Cantrella again, carefully touched the top of his soft hair, and whispered in Cantrella's ear in a gentle tone never before, "My Cantrella, very I'm sorry for scaring you again just now, you are too precious to me, I can't bear you to leave..."

"Precious?" Cantrella blinked his tear-covered eyes, puzzled.

"Listen." Cizell hugged him vainly, "I can't understand how that group of humans think of you, and I don't know how to explain you, but for me—that is, for the whole Tartaros , you are unique, only your soul can resonate with me."

Although Cantrella is only ten years old, he is extremely precocious because of his embarrassing status as a prince. He can understand what Cesare meant, and his amethyst-like eyes are directly facing Cesare's blue pupils. Seriously without blinking.

"I, as the will of Tartarus, have existed alone for countless epochs." César squeezed Cantrera closer, "Until I resonate with your soul, I have no emotion, I don't feel lonely—only For I don't know what they are, but now that I do understand a little, the thought of you leaving me is painfully unbearable."

"I...unique?" Cantrella never expected to hear such a sincere confession from a demon one day, and couldn't help being a little dazed.

"That's right." César announced very seriously, "Except for you, there is no other person who can be accepted by Tartarus."

Following César's words, Cantrella's pupils lighted up slightly, he smiled through tears, straightened his back, and promised like a little adult: "I promise you, I will always Stay in Tartarus."

"Very good." César kissed Cantrella on the forehead, and carried him to the castle, "My little cutie, you will always belong to me."

César didn't prepare a separate room for Cantrella, but just added a bedding to his spacious big bed, and settled Cantrella down.

The young man was wearing a white cotton nightgown, buried under the velvet quilt, revealing a small face as delicate as a doll, César had never seen anyone else's sleeping face—it was still so cute, and he couldn't help but tilt his head I watched him half the night.

In the middle of the night, the boy who had been sleeping soundly started to sob suddenly, as if he was experiencing some terrible nightmare. César patted him on the back lightly, and the trembling of the small body under his hands made César feel uneasy Finally, Cantrella let out a rapid scream and woke up with tears in his eyes.

"Did you have a nightmare?" César asked in a low voice.

"Yeah." Cantrella buried his face in the quilt, "I dreamed about my brother and Gnaeus."

"Are you afraid?"

"Yeah." Cantrella nodded slightly with a blushing face.

César stared at Cantrella and thought for a moment, and some inspiration came to his mind. He lifted the corner of Cantrella's quilt, got in by himself, hugged the whole boy in his arms, and took pictures one by one. Rubbing his back to comfort him, "Is this better? Are you still afraid?"

"It's better." Cantrella slipped into Cesar's arms thinking he was concealed, and soon fell asleep again.

Cantrella's small body is soft and warm, like hugging a rabbit, César felt inexplicably satisfied, he curled his lips, and suddenly felt that the useless little thing of "sleep" was so wonderful .

Not long after, Cesare gave Cantrella a stuffed rabbit.

"For me?" Cantrella asked with his head tilted while holding the rabbit.

"Yeah." César touched his little head, "I made it, it can reduce your nightmares."

Cantre was stunned for a moment, and for the first time in Tartarus showed a smile without haze, his amethyst-like eyes seemed to be inhabited by stars.

With César's embrace and César's lucky rabbit, the frequency of Cantrella's nightmares slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye. Time is the most effective medicine. He seems to have temporarily forgotten his heartless brother. Cantrella is very Sticking to César, César is also happy to see this, he will change his wings and hold Cantrella soaring in the red sky, and he will take Cantrella to every inch of Tartaros, Telling him over and over again that this is the home of the two, he read ancient books for Cantrella, and when he grew up, he taught him all his knowledge.

Cantrella grew up under the guardianship of César, and became a genius of magic and poison, but he has a rare transparent and straightforward character, and has never hidden his feelings for César.

Time flies, Cantrella is an adult, and one night, he refuses to sleep with Cesare in his arms. "I have something to say to you," he announces.

César said he was all ears.

"Actually..." Cantrella blushed seductively, "Cesar, I like you."

César took a deep look at him and didn't speak.

"It's... the kind of love that wants to marry you." Cantrella added.

As soon as the words fell, Cantrella noticed a strange light in César's eyes, and his blue eyes turned into red-gold vertical pupils due to extreme excitement. He pressed Cantrella halfway, covering him in his own In the shadows, "My Cantrella, I think I've fallen in love with you." César showed a dangerous smile and said word by word: "I've been waiting for this day for a long time..."

Outside the window, a blood moon hangs high.

Inside the castle, the night of Tartarus completely receded its coldness, and with the intermittent groaning and crying of the young man, everything was tinged with fiery temperature.

At this moment, all the dangers have not revealed their ferocious claws, as if the two of them could live happily ever after.