Stupid.
He tore the scroll and set it in the small bin next to his dressing table, taking another scroll and raising the quill to it then letting out a small groan and resting his head on the table.
What could he write?
She had not specified, she had not told him. Even the idea that she had done so to him as a test to see if he was smart enough to spark her interest or to fail her and await possible punishment made him want to bang his head on the table but he did not.
A headache would prevent him from writing any sensible thing.
"Leonidas!"
The handsome male was back at his door, banging louder then before and
"Leonidas, honey."The curly haired boy raised his head from the sand, his face in a pout as tears filled his eyes. "Mommy."A blonde haired woman walked to her son as she glared at the other boy next to him. "Loukas, what did you do?"Loukas, the other boy with sandy brown hair and seafoam green eyes stared at her with pure defiance in his eyes as he stated simply, "I destroyed his sandcastle."Calista's eyes flamed up immediately as she opened her mouth, possibly to yell his head off as the boy in her arms shook his head, using the back of his hands to wipe his tears. "Don't get mad at him, I'd make another one."The woman looked at her son who was now smiling at her in all his baby cuteness, showing his missing tooth. "Are you sure?""Yes." He nodded now, turning to his friend, "You destroyed it because it wasn't good enough, yes?"It
"Are you even listening?"Leonidas stopped drumming his finger on the table as he looked at his best friend. "Hmm?"Loukas sighed, dropping the pencil on the scroll he was sketching on and crossed his arms. "I quit."Leonidas' eyes widened. "You cannot quit.""Try to keep up amor. I just did.""You-" Leonidas stared at his friends smug smile, his breath hitching until he finally blurted out, "You will be alone at the house and you know it. For hours without end and I know how much you -""Enough." Loukas had a frown on his face as he glared at his friend, "So yes, I do not like being alone very much but I doubt the difference when you are not here.""I am-""Your subconscious then," Loukas replied with an eye roll. "And for gods sake, this place is beginning to have unbearable heat.""We are under
Readers can skip this chapter if they are uncomfortable with sexual scenes, bdsm roleplay or gratification of any kind. Skipping does not prevent you from missing any important part of the story.~As Leonidas walked behind her, her silk blue robe flowing with the wind, all he could think of was the fact that he looked like a kicked puppy following his owner to it's doom.He could not help but think about what she could possibly do to him.Hit him?Make him stand in a corner?He did not know, he had never done anything like this before.His nerves began to do their giddy play with him and his fingers demanded for a surface to drum on though he ended up wrapping his arm around his body and biting his lips hard so as not to shake too much.She cornered into a stall, perhaps in a more definitive way, a stable as he stood
Dear Narcissus.Leonidas smiled at the pet name, his pulse soaring to heights as well. The name had stuck when she replied his second letter with it.I am glad that the preparations of the Gathering is commencing perfectly. From the little I have heard when the servants gossip, it is going to be quite grand. I hope you know that the past couple of weeks that I have not set my eyes on you, I have missed curling my finger around a lock of your hair and counting the freckles on your cheeks but I must let you do your official duty.Nevertheless, you said that there is a need to add something new to the list of things happening on that day and I have a suggestion, though you do not necessarily have to follow it.There is a man called Alcaeus Chloros. He is a Hermes familia and the leader of the Hermes and Hestia familia though he would rather call it a clan. He is knowledged on this sort of events as he lived long enough to witness the beginning of this new world as we know it. He is also
The man arrived some hours before the sunset.Leonidas and his Father were already in the throne room, Dimitris first (because he was already bored out of his wits, again and gladly escaped one more time) with his Ares Familia guard and Leonidas, with his Caretaker.He was not sure of what he had expected to see but he doubted it was what he eventually saw.One of the male slaves held him as he walked down the carpet to them, a walking stick in his hand.He did not wear the traditional dress for the slaves but instead a long loose white cloth and a sort of scarf around his face with his eyes shut close.He is blind, Leonidas thought in admiration but noticed also that the man seemed to walk like every step was his last.He looked impossibly frail and weak, and if he was immortal, old enough to be as old as Renatus.When the man was finally close enough, the slave bowing and exiting, Leonidas stood from his chair and said, "Wel-""Which one of you sent for me?"His voice, much to every
The first thing Stylani Laskaris did as she woke up was smell the flowers that stayed next to her bed side as she did every morning.A small smile lit her face while she did so before she used a hand to brush the now moist petals, her eyes moving to the sunlight coming from outside then to the potted plant before moving it away from the rays as she whispered, "You would be safer here."Although the plant gave no reply, she still sent another dazzling smile at it then got out of her bed.As she did so, an Hestia familia walked into the room with her head bowed. "Good morning, Lady Laskaris."Pure irritation appeared on Stylani's near perfect face. "There is nothing good about seeing you when I wake up."The slave said nothing.She let out a small scoff, moving to her vanity mirror and staring at her face. "Is my bath ready?""Yes, Mistress.""Perfect, as usual?""Yes, Mistress.""Can you even string up an entirely complete sentence or you all are programmed to be fools?" Stylani heard
"So you are really not coming, Lou?"Loukas Mikos looked up at the now honey coloured iris of his best friend and placed Leonidas' hand on his face, the touch making him want to rest it on his chest. "I do not feel so well today.""Really?" Leonidas brushed away a loose strand of hair from Loukas' face behind his ear, a more instinctive like gesture than anything else.Loukas nodded, which was not totally a lie because he did not really feel well but that was because of the fact that he now spent almost everyday with Leonidas and yet could do nothing to him.There were talks that they had become intimate and as much as that would not help Leonidas in certain ways, it did not mean that Loukas could not imagine and think and want his best friend, which due to their close proximity lately, was intensifying.The main real problem was the fact that they were always sounded by slaves or officials, or that stupid Caretaker that Loukas knew did not really approve of their relationship unless
Loukas had known the evils of Aszül after the thing with his Mother, but when Hermes had filled the air with the herb and touched Loukas, he was a goner.For years, when Loukas knew that Leonidas needed to study and would no longer require him every second, he returned to his island, a Hermes looking like Leonidas awaiting him, the Familiar yet deadly smell of Aszül in the background.At that time, Hermes was the only one Loukas laid with but after a while, he vanished, leaving a now addicted to Aszül Loukas who laid with men just to fill the empty soul that Hermes had abandoned him with.Yet, after all of this, the day Loukas had nearly died of an overdose as his Mother had, Leonidas had come to rescue him for the second time in Loukas' life."It is not here." "Search better."Loukas turned around, hands on his hips. "I never took it, okay? I lied to Leonidas just so I could have a valid reason to be next to him, that is all.""I know."Loukas' eyes widened as Hermes came closer, "I