A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The tent was extremely quiet at the moment, Tal huddled aside and dared not speak out.

Ever since he was a child, he didn't know why, but he was very afraid of Heymos, even more afraid than King Kamos and Priest Shemul.Therefore, even if Heymos pressed Garlan against the wall now, he only dared to watch helplessly, not daring to make a sound.

Nothing.

Tal comforted himself.

Like His Majesty, Prince Heymos has always doted on His Highness and will not do anything to His Majesty.

Fat Tal thought so, but the instigator who was pinned to the wall by Heymos didn't think so.

The man holding him down looked down at him like a blade, almost wanting to poke himself open.With his chin pinched, Garlan raised his face, and couldn't even lower his head to avoid the other party's palpitating gaze, so he could only look at Heymos helplessly.

Relying on his height of many heads taller than him, Heymos looked down at him from a commanding gaze, and his thin lips were still raised with a smile.

But Garlan wanted to know that this smile did not mean that Heymos was in a good mood, on the contrary, the other party was so angry by his behavior that he laughed angrily.

Indeed, the kind of thing he did was so dishonest that anyone would be offended.

Especially when he was gossiping about others behind his back and was caught straight.

Garlan looked helplessly at the dangerous smile on the corner of Heymos's mouth, feeling his heart skip a beat.

"Heymos..."

He let out a soft cry, and looked at Heymos with his eyes, like a kitten whose nape was pinched, limp, not daring to move, only dared to purr softly called.

The whole person shrank into a ball under the shadow of the tall body, looking weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Heymos stared fiercely at the young man below him, with a cold face, knife-like eyes, and a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

But he couldn't tell what it was like churning in his heart. He felt like the inside of his body was like a vibrating volcano. The hot magma was tumbling and surging, filling his body. come out.

It was the first time that Heymos had been deceived and played like this for such a grown-up man.

He's probably never been this stupid in his life.

Thinking of this made him laugh angrily.

However, what made him most angry was that he was already so angry with this little guy who was watching his joke behind his back that he was about to erupt like a volcano, but he was still reluctant to teach the little guy a lesson.

Even the hand pinching Garlan's chin tried his best to restrain himself from using too much force.

You know, with his strength, it is possible to crush a person's jawbone abruptly.

But now, pinching the young man's slightly small chin, he didn't dare to use any force at all, for fear that a little bit of force would leave a finger print on that white and tender skin.

However, there was a surge of anger in his heart, and it would be uncomfortable if he didn't vent it out.

However, he was reluctant to really do anything to Garlan.

Heymos felt that he was about to die of suffocation.

Seeing the boy's bright golden eyes looking up at him, and his irritating but still cute appearance like a deer that got into trouble, Heymos felt his teeth itch with hatred.

He couldn't tell whether he was angry with Garlan or himself.

Anyway, it's an itchy tooth.

Garlan looked up at him, seeing that he was just staring at him coldly, without saying a word for a while, and suddenly became more nervous, couldn't help but move slightly, his head tilted slightly, and the soft blond hair immediately fell from his shoulders and neck. One side slipped down.

With this movement, Heymos saw the half of the neck exposed from the falling blond hair.

When the boy's neck was raised upwards, it showed a swan-like soft curve, and his fair skin was slightly pink, as attractive as a peach.

I don't know if he was really out of breath, or if he was dizzy, or if he was seduced by the whiteness leaking from the blond hair.

Heymos lowered his head, and bit Garlan's neck fiercely like a ferocious wolf catching its prey.

He didn't expect Heymos to bite his own neck like a wolf when he was in a hurry. Garlan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously raised his hand to press Heymos's chest, trying hard to bite the man who bit him. push away.

But his strength was no match for Heymos at all, and he was already in a panic, unable to push away for a while.

A slight tingling from the side of his neck made him panic even more.

Just when he was about to call Heymos's name to beg for mercy and apologize, suddenly, he froze, and he felt that the part of his neck where he was bitten was punctured, and a sharp thing pierced under the skin, as if he had already Touching the fragile blood vessels under that thin skin—

Inexplicably, Garlan had the illusion that his throat would be bitten off by the man in front of him in the next second.

He was like a prey caught by the throat of a wild beast, forced to raise his head, exposing his most vulnerable vitals.

The fear of the man in front of him that had been buried deep in his heart, which he had never forgotten for so many years, was suddenly unearthed again, making his chest tremble uncontrollably.

He leaned against the wall, stiff and unable to move.

The taste of blood in his mouth made Heymos's brain, which seemed to be burned by flames, calm down a little. After he reacted, he immediately let go and moved his head back a little.

A clear tooth mark appeared on the side of Garlan's neck, and a drop of bright red blood was oozing from the tooth mark, staining his fair skin red.

Overdone.

Seeing that he had bitten Garlan to blood in a fit of rage, Heymos, who was so angry just now, regretted it again.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the bloodstain, but Garlan suddenly turned his head and avoided his hand.

Garlan glanced at Heymos. There was panic in his eyes, as well as a little deeply hidden fear, which was usually suppressed. Once he was attacked by Heymos, he would reflexively jump out of his body.

He lowered his head, and the falling golden forehead covered his eyes, preventing Heymos from seeing the emotion in his eyes at the moment.

Garlan lowered his head, Heymos couldn't see his eyes at this moment, but could only see his pink lips pursed slightly.

"Angry?"

Heymos said softly.

Seeing the bloodshot eyes caused by his careless overdoing, he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, and softly coaxed the boy who turned his head away as if he was angry and avoiding his hand.

"It hurts?"

Garlan, who lowered his head, took a deep breath.

calm down.

He warned himself in his heart.

It's not the past few lives anymore, the current Heymos is very kind to himself, very good.

He thought about the way Heymos had treated him over the years, just like Brother Kamos, taking care of him like he doted on his younger brother. He was not even inferior to Brother Kamos to him.

It was precisely because he was favored by Heymos that he dared to make fun of Heymos so boldly now.

Thinking of this, the constricted chest was a little relieved, and the surging fear was suppressed back.

Garlan raised his head and stared at the person in front of him.

"If you are not angry, I will not be angry."

Garlan opened his eyes and looked at Heymos and said, using the method he used to deal with Brother Kamos after getting into trouble all the year round.

"I know I'm doing it wrong...but I didn't do it on purpose, there's really nothing I can do."

The young man in front of him looked at him with a pair of clear golden eyes, with a bit of flattery.

"Heymos, I was wrong,"

Garlan's voice is like a clean stream, but it still has a little trace of childhood, especially when it is played lightly, it gives people a soft feeling, which makes people feel soft when they listen to it.

"Don't be angry, okay?"

No matter how temperamental he is, if he is so flattered by the young man's soft tone, it will disappear immediately.

Heymos reached out and squeezed Garlan's cheek slightly.

"The next thing I ask, you are not allowed to lie."

"it is good."

Garlan nodded obediently.

When the matter came to an end, Tal, who had been shivering beside him for a long time, saw that he was all right, so he hurried over happily, helped move the stools, served tea and snacks, and consciously became a servant.

Heymos sat down and asked while drinking tea.

"Do you know who that guy's target is?"

Garlan sighed and replied, "It's me."

"Know from the beginning?"

"No, at first I thought he liked you, after all, the person he courted in public was..."

Heymos directly interrupted Garlan's words just in the middle of saying this.

"When was that discovered?"

"Well... probably after you had a fight that morning, after I invited Oppada to my palace for the first time, two days later."

"How did you get it?"

"You and Taputi's behavior is a bit strange, and Oppada seems to never look at you every time you come here. I think... something is wrong, so I asked Tal to check it out."

In other words, the kid next to him knew everything.

Heymos glanced at the fat boy who was standing obediently beside him, Tal shivered and shrunk himself into a ball.

He turned his gaze to the boy who was sitting across from him with an obedient face, and continued to ask straightforwardly.

"Why pretend not to know? Really just to see my jokes?"

"of course not."

Garlan firmly denied it.

He pressed his head in distress, and said, "Let's put it this way, if I still go to Tasda with him when I know that Opada likes me, what will you and Brother Kamos think?" ?”

"..."

Heymos' gaze sank slightly.

"Surely think I like him too, don't you?"

Garlan sighed helplessly, "Besides, if this is the case, Brother Wang will never agree to let me go to the country of Tasda with him."

"Although I also know that it is very cunning to pretend not to know Opada's intentions, but if the matter is made clear, on the premise that I know that Opada likes me, I must go to Tasda with him, It will definitely make Opada misunderstand that I also treat him... This will be troublesome."

He says,

"After all, like you, I can't like men at all."

"Now that you know, why did you say that I would be detained in Tasda?"

"Ha...haha, this..."

I made you angry on purpose, because I don't want you to follow me. If you are here, it will be very inconvenient to do many things.

Unlike Tal and Keyhors, they just do what they want to do, and they never ask themselves why.

"Just...just kidding you."

Garlan said sarcastically.

"A joke? Tsk, well, one last question."

Heymos put down the teacup in his hand.

He said, "What's your reason for going to Tasda with Opada?"

really.

I knew you would definitely ask, so I didn't want you to follow me.

Garlan thought a little depressed.

His eyeballs rolled around, trying to make up a reason.But when he rolled his eyes, Heymos, who had been staring at him, guessed what he was thinking.

"You just promised not to lie to me again."

"Well...it's really hard to say."

Because in the previous life, I knew that Opada was killed on the way back, so I wanted to follow Opada to save his life.

How could he say such strange words.

"Don't want to say, do you?"

Garlan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Ah."

"I see."

Heymos didn't continue to ask, and stood up, as if planning to leave.

Garlan stood up after him, he was a little surprised.

"Aren't you going to keep asking?"

"You must have your reasons for doing this."

Heymos said, looking at the boy in front of him.

He reached out and gently brushed the lock of blond hair in front of Garlan's eyes behind his ears.

"If you don't want to say it, I won't force you." He said, "But, Garlan, I hope you won't lie to me in the future."

The boy's shadow was deeply reflected in the golden-red eyes, and Heymos' voice was as low as a sigh at the moment.

"Because your concealment from me will make me uncomfortable."

In fact, what made him angry the most was not the fact that Garlan saw him laughing, but that there were people who were closer to Garlan than him and had more trust in Garlan. Those people knew about Garlan, and he But do not know such a thing.

This made him feel as if a gloom was stuck in his chest, which made him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

Being watched by Heymos' deep and serious eyes, Garlan suddenly felt a little guilty.

"I see."

He nodded with a cute face.

Heymos smiled and stroked the boy's head again.

Lowering his gaze a little, he saw the mark on Garlan's side neck again.

The tooth marks left by him were unusually clear on the boy's fair neck.

A bit of bright red still remains on it.

Subconsciously, he lightly rubbed the vicinity of the tooth mark with his thumb.

"Does it still hurt?"

He said, "Is there any ointment? I'll apply it for you."

Garlan was startled for a moment, and immediately realized what Heymos was talking about, and shook his head.

"No need, just a little wound, just lick it..."

Before he finished speaking, Heymos suddenly lowered his head, and buried his black-haired head in the socket of his neck.

In the next second, the soft lips embraced the flesh of that place.

...I said casually licking it was just an example to show that it was a small wound, and it didn't make you really move your mouth——

Garlan, who was caught by the throat again and instantly froze, shouted in his heart.

The place on his neck was so itchy that he couldn't help but want to hide, but he was held tightly by Heymos's arms, and he couldn't escape at all.

His neck was already very sensitive, and at this moment he could clearly feel the touch of the warm and moist tip of his tongue licking on his slightly tingling scar.

The hot air from the tip of Heymos' nose brushed over the skin of his neck, and the tip of his nose barely touched his neck.

Without the fear he felt when he was bitten just now, Garlan only felt that the place where he was licked was itchy enough to make the back of his neck feel a little numb.

itch.

So itchy.

Garlan, who couldn't break free, couldn't help but muttered softly.

But Heymos didn't seem to hear it at all, and after licking the tooth mark stubbornly for a while, he raised his head.

"I bit it, so naturally I am responsible."

He said.

The golden-red pupils were slightly squinted, and the corners of the handsome young man's eyes were slightly raised, revealing a faint smile and a seductive arc.

As if he had tasted something delicious, the tip of his tongue inadvertently licked his thin lips.