Gael drew the horse to a stop. His hands were steady, but his stomach twisted with nerves. "I have a ssage for Lord Kaizar," he said clearly. "I have been sent by Queen Syris to deliver it personally.."
The guards exchanged a glance. "You cannot enter without permission," the second one said. "You must hand the ssage over. We will see that it reaches him safely."
Gael shook his head, lips pressed tight. "I’m on strict instructions. I cannot give it to anyone else. If you do not trust , you may follow inside. I am not ard. I will not resist. But I must deliver it myself."
The older guard narrowed his eyes, studying the small boy on the horse. "You are very young for such a task.." he said carefully. "And this is no ordinary ssage. How do we know you can be trusted?"
Gael swallowed and straightened, forcing his voice to remain steady. "I understand your concern, sir. But I have been given this responsibility by the Queen herself. I will not fail her. You may co with , watch , ensure nothing goes wrong—but I cannot hand the letter over to anyone else."
The guards looked at each other, weighing his words. Finally, one gave a slow nod.
"Very well. But know this, any sign of trouble and we stop you imdiately. Agreed?"
"Yes, sir," Gael said, relief flooding through him. He patted the horse lightly, urging it forward. "Thank you. Please, just let deliver this safely."
The gates creaked open, revealing the sprawling estate within. Gael guided the bay across the cobblestones, careful to keep a steady pace.
The guards fell in behind him, their eyes sharp but giving him the space he needed.
He kept glancing down at the folded letter pressed under his shirt, heart beating faster with every step.
Syris had trusted him with her words, with her fear, and with her plea for help. It was a heavy burden for a boy so small, but he felt a fierce pride in carrying it.
Gael adjusted his grip on the reins, preparing himself for the next step: finding Lord Kaizar and ensuring the ssage reached him without interference.
Each careful hoofbeat brought him closer to completing his dangerous mission.
He swallowed once, then muttered under his breath, "Almost there... just a little farther."
The guards asked him to stop there, and the horse was taken away to rest in the estate stable.
"You can follow .." the guard opened the door, letting Gael in before entering himself.
"You can seat here and wait. I will go fetch them.."
Gael nodded and thanked the man, he sank into the soft chair, holding the letter in his hands as he glanced at the space.
He was close to delivering Syris’s ssage, he would not fail her.
Min-jae and ical were busing having their couple fun ti, with ical rubbing Min-jae feet even though he didn’t need to.
"You keep doing things I tell you not to do. Leave my feet alone, you annoying man! Don’t you have work to do?"
-_-
"But I want to stay with you my darling. Plus Sebastian is taking care of things. I will be really busy when the ti cos, so you should enjoy my company while you can.."
-_-
Min-jae tsked, this was the sa story ical used to ss around yesterday.
"I’m not falling for that story today. Now let go of my foot."
ical chuckled letting go Min-jae foot so he could wrap his hands around him instead.
"Darling, would you believe if I said you were shorter now? You’ve beco even more prettier and so has your body. Haven’t you noticed how soft you’ve beco? Especially your chest.."
-_-
Min-jae looked down at his chest and he nearly blanked out, if he didn’t know better it looked as though he was growing boobs.
"Ah, you’ve finally realized. My wife is starting to look like a wife, why don’t I have taste of this delicious looking breasts before the children arrive.."
-_-
Min-jae raised his hands, he was this close to smacking ical on the face.
"These aren’t breasts. My chest just got a little fuller that’s all.."
ical chuckled, then suddenly turned over. Trapping Min-jae in his arms.
"And they got rounder too, your nipples got bigger too.."
"Can you stop saying these silly things! My chest just got fuller that’s all.."
ical chuckled, his hands moving to Min-jae chest, just as he was about to cup it.
Soone knocked the door.
Dun!
Dun!
"My Lords, Lord Kaizar. You have a visitor who wishes to see you, he says he cos bearing important information from the castle."
Min-jae frowned, from the castle? No one knew him there except.
Syris!
He had almost forgotten about her. It’s been a month or two since she got married to Radomir.
He wondered if she had managed to win his affection.
He wanted to get up then he sighed, to go downstairs he need to pass through ical first.
"Can you get off?"
ical shook his head, as he reached down. "But I haven’t gotten a taste yet. And look your nipples are hard, are you going to do down like this?"
-_-
Min-jae sighed then raised his hand, sending a smack to ical side.
"Don’t be stupid, now get off . We can maybe have so fun ti at night. I’m pregnant now and although it’s still early we have to careful of the babies."
ical nodded, get off so Min-jae could stand up. Then he followed him out of the bed.
"We can’t have—no, I can’t have anyone see your nipples so wear this, it’s a shawl."
-_-
Min-jae sighed, what was the big deal about his nipples showing, they were n.
But he didn’t want to argue with ical.
"Here, wear this slippers. They’re more comfortable.."
Min-jae nodded, and then also helped ical adjust his clothes.
"You’ve got so bed hair. I thought I told you to brush your hair this morning? Why is it so tangled?"
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