Lephas sighed. “That's a relief.”
There was a heavy pause before Raxx spoke again.
“So, congratulations I guess.”
“For what?” Lephas shot him a puzzled glance.
“Being the first of us to fuck a faerie.” He grinned.
“Lay off it,” the commander groaned, fighting a wave of embarrassment.
“Any good?” Raxx teased, fading quickly as Lephasswiped at him. “It must be if you're bringing her home to face the wrath of Zelrus.”
“Fuck I hope he doesn't make me choose.” Lephas dropped his head forward into his hands defeatedly.
“Which will it be, if he does? Asking only so I can get a head start on planning your funeral.”
“You know what's scary? I think I might choose her.” Lephas admitted, scrubbing a hand over his face.
“Well, fuck.” Raxx paused. “Would you prefer lilies or roses?”
“You prick.” Lephas chuckled, feeling a strange sense of realisation wash over him. He wasn't just saying it, he knew deep down it was true.
“Cause of death – pussy whipped.” Raxx teased.
“Shut up. It's not like that.”
“Well it must be pretty damn special if you're going to stand against Zelrus for it.” The shadow demon shook his head disbelievingly. “No offence Sir, but he's got the edge on you. That's a fight you definitely wouldn't win.”
“Don't I know it,” Lephas grumbled. “Am I crazy? I feel crazy.”
Raxx nodded. “It seems a bit nuts to me, yeah. But then what do I know? I've never felt that strongly for anyone.”
“It's the worst. In all my life, I've never done so many stupid things in such short succession.” The commander frowned.
“You look happier, though. If you don't mind my saying.”
“I do?” Lephas frowned.
“Happier than in any living memory I have of you.”
He guessed he wasn't keeping it as under-wraps as he had hoped. Lephas felt stress bunching in his neck and he rubbed at the muscles absent-mindedly. Was he really debating standing against his own king for the faerie princess?
Hell yeah, he was. It was a truly terrifying thought.
“They are quite alike, aren't they?” Raxx muttered, his dark eyes gazing towards the tent where the girls were sleeping.
“More so than I'd thought they'd be.” Lephas agreed. “I wonder if the older one, Sivelle, is anything like them too.”
“She sounds like a barrel of fun.” The shadow demon snorted. “Faye has told me quite a lot about her as we've travelled.”
“You, uh... Curious about her?” The commander probed gently, keeping his eyes fixed on the fire.
“Who, Faye?”
“I just thought maybe a girl like that might peak your interest a little. She's a majborne like you.”
“And that’s where the similarities end. It hurts my eyes just looking at her when the sun is shining,” the shadow demon replied bitterly.
