[Western Fantasy] The mystery of life and death

[The Study of the Chief Guard of Huiyue Temple]

Palmer stood in front of the window with a silver cup in his hand. He gently shook the amber liquid in the silver cup, lowered his head and sipped it carefully. The sweet breath seemed to permeate his whole body from his breath. The scenery outside the window was still dark and gloomy every day. However, the tall and elegant back in front of the window has a dreamlike softness.Altai couldn't help getting closer to Palmer, and he took a deep sniff of the sweet fragrance from the back of Palmer's neck intoxicated.It was as if Palmer was waiting for his sip as well as the luscious honey tea in the cup.

Palmer slowly drank the sweetness in the cup, but Altai suddenly pulled up the curtains, "Your Highness, don't look at it. I feel bad when I look outside every day."

"Yeah," Palmer looked down, only to find that the glass was empty.He was a little unsure, and just turned around.Altai has taken the cup in his hand. "Thank you." He smiled softly at Altai.Her delicate eyes were already filled with water.

"Is there any news from the guards recently? Has Mason confessed?" Palmer asked casually, but his voice was slightly drunk.

"It's not like that yet. Hmph." Altai slammed down the glass with a little anger.

"Maybe Mason is really innocent." Palmer said, "I heard that he was drugged? What is Yimihua? That thing has disappeared for many years, who did it? How dare you Do these things in the temple?"

"Maybe the devil's eyes bewitched someone to do it, who knows." Altai snorted coldly, "Maybe that guy is pretending to be crazy! Don't be deceived by his pitiful appearance! He is a real The Devil's Eye! The Council of Elders should have executed him a long time ago, oh, yes, what do you call 'purifying' him!"

Palmer smiled faintly, noncommittal to Altai's inexplicable anger. "Altai, you are too impatient, don't judge people by their appearance. For so many years, Mason has been under the supervision of the elders, you should trust the elders."

Palmer smiled with longing, "I believe in the elders, and I also believe in Lorca, so I believe that Mason is innocent."

"You are all deceived by him! Everyone! The devil's eyes are best at deceiving people! Mason is a devil, a perverted devil! He first used tricks to control Lorca, and then returned to the temple pretending to be pitiful. Bewitched everyone! He will slowly control everyone to work for him!" Altai's anger was tinged with fear. "Palmer, you should really convince Elder Abelson to 'purify' the Devil's Eye! As long as he is not around, everything will return to normal!"

"Oh? Are you referring to returning to the right track you expected?" Palmer lowered his head and pondered.

Altai's face darkened, and he paced slowly, seeing Palmer bowing his head in thought and ignoring him.Altai walked to the thick floor-to-ceiling curtain, quietly activated a magic ban, then casually walked to the door, and secretly activated the magic ban at the door.After he finished all this, he found that Palmer was still immersed in his thoughts, but maybe he was wandering away, and Palmer's eyes became a little wandering and blurred.His fair skin was slightly pale pink.

"Altai, do you think there will still be honey flowers in the temple?" Palmer raised his misty eyes. "Who could it be? I don't think it's safe in the temple anymore." The way he was thinking was also stained with some hazy drunkenness.

Palmer's figure suddenly shook, and he rubbed his forehead, "Altai, I feel dizzy."

Altai's eyes suddenly became sharp, like a raptor picking up prey, he strode up to Palmer's side, grabbed Palmer's shoulder and gently embraced him, and Palmer fell into his arms.Palmer's breathing became erratic, as if drunk.He didn't break away from Altai's support as usual.Instead, he nestled in Altai's burly arms with attachment.Indulgingly breathing Altai's increasingly scorching breath.

"A...al...tai...the temple...unsafe...safe...heh...heh..." Panting, Palmer mumbled what he wanted to say.Altai knows that his thinking is becoming dull now, and his perception of time is becoming very slow.

Palmer's breath was also intoxicatingly fragrant.Altai's mind swayed, and the strength of his arm relaxed inadvertently.Palmer slid off his chest a bit.Altai immediately hugged him tightly. "Your Highness, please trust me completely, you are very safe here. I will always protect you, keep you away from pain and worry." Altai raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a satisfied smile.

Palmer was completely limp in his embrace, panting lightly, writhing feebly as if trying to adjust to a more comfortable position.But he was held even tighter by the fiery embrace.

"Heh... Ah... Heh... No... Safe... All..." Palmer mumbled like drunk, he raised his head, his drunken eyes glowed with gleam, "...Yi...Honey...Flower...Heh...Yi...Honey..."

Altai sniffed the intoxicating fragrance from Palmer, "Your Highness, please believe me, everything I do is to keep you away from pain and let you enjoy—" He lowered his head and kissed Palmer's hair"— — bliss.”

Altai hugged Palmer with one hand to prevent him from slipping to the ground, picked up the other silver cup with the other hand, and took a sip of the golden epiphyllum honey tea. Palmer leaned on his chest and whispered softly, "...according to... Honey...flower...according to...honey...".Altai gently lifted Palmer's chin, he lowered his head to cover Palmer's thin lips, and fed the sweet honey tea into his mouth.Palmer's consciousness gradually became completely blurred.Amber liquid overflowed from the corner of his mouth and trickled down to his slender neck.On the wall behind them, the door to the Chamber of Secrets gleamed.

Altai picked him up horizontally and walked into the secret room.After they entered, the door of the secret room disappeared immediately.

"Your Highness, you still refuse to trust me completely. It's difficult for me." Altai gently placed Palmer on a soft bed.Palmer gasped and moaned softly.The sound was like the sounds of nature and the ravings of the devil, which made Altai feel both enjoyment and torture.

These days, he gradually noticed it.Lorca has completely gained the trust of the elders.The arcane has failed completely!It's a pity that he didn't get the real meaning of the secret spell until recently.But there was no chance to use it on the person he hated the most.

Altai became more and more irritable, and at the same time he was more and more eager to be comforted by Palmer's breath.

"Your Highness, why do you have to bear the pain alone. Only when we are together can you enjoy and satisfy you." Altai sat beside Palmer, rubbing Palmer's delicate face with his rough and callused fingers.As if feeling the heat of his caress, Palmer trembled slightly in the intoxication, like a mandala flower waiting to be picked.

"Your Highness—" Altai's fingers moved from his cheeks to his collar.

Palmer half-opened his eyes, his eyes were drunk but out of focus, he panted softly, as if expressing longing.

Altai lowered his head but heard the ruthless thin lips slightly parted, calling out in panting, "Heh...heh...lo...ka...loka"

After hearing the name clearly, Altai let out a howl of pain, he suddenly lifted Palmer's collar, pulled Palmer into his arms and blocked the hateful name with a rough kiss!

When Altai broke away from that rough and cathartic long kiss, he had already regained some sanity, and the lust|sensation faded a little from his eyes.

"Your Highness, you are really cruel." Altai sneered at Palmer's soft and drunken state, he knew that Palmer was immersed in that dream, the beautiful dream without him.

Altai took out the small cone from the cabinet in the secret room, with distorted runes engraved on it.He came to the bed with a sullen face, and Palmer was sleeping soundly in a drunken state.Altai deftly unbuttoned Palmer's clothes and stripped Palmer layer by layer. Palmer complied with his rough movements submissively, as if willingly waiting to offer his all to him.

Altai bit his own finger, and used his own blood to draw the long-awaited rune on Palmer's chest.Under the touch of his fingers, Palmer unconsciously twisted his slender waist with a comfortable and intoxicated look.Altai almost forgot what to do next.He bit the tip of his tongue, and the pain made him a little more awake.

Altai chanted weird spells, the magic circle on the top of the secret room seemed to come alive, and the twisted runes were like countless poisonous snakes.

"His Royal Highness Palmer."

Amidst the low and bewitching call, Palmer's eyes widened in a daze.Altai saw himself from his empty eyes.At this moment, he only has Altai in his eyes, which is what Altai has been longing for for many years.How he longed for Palmer to have only himself in his eyes!

Altai held the black cone, his hands trembled a little, I don't know if it was because of excitement or reluctance.He knelt down beside Palmer, his posture was like a devout begging of a believer.

Suddenly Altai was startled, he felt the chill on his neck against the blade, it was the terrifying aura he was very familiar with, for a moment he was so startled that the blood in his whole body froze.

At some point, Luoka was standing behind him, holding Altai's giant sword in his hand, and the blade was resting on Altai's neck.

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well done loka