Navigating Life

Life was strange. Married life was stranger. Adharva woke up to see Eloy already awake. It was either him or Eloy who wakes up first and he was more or less sure that the day Mithraos wakes up first, pigs would fly.

It was the first full court sitting after the wedding. Eloy will also sit with them. He knew there will be conflict of interests. But it will work out, maybe.

For now, he looked at his one husband in the bed and then at the other who was at the door having shooed off some maid to bring in their morning drinks himself, politely of course. If he is not polite to servants, he wouldn't be Eloy.

This was a regular thing now. Eloy guarded their quarters with as much passion as he himself does. Never lets the helps into the quarters.

He took the tea and then they both eyed Mithraos. The man must have sensed the smell of tea, he stirred.

"Am I an exhibit?" he asked grouchily as he sat up and took his tea.

"Not yet. If you sleep in a similar manner during the wars, maybe," said A