Asmodeus come with me for a second I want to show you something about Mark." Allias said and Theseus stared at him with a questioning look. Allias simply smiled and followed the demon. "It will take just a second.
They stood a bit further and Asmodeus smirked at him.
"Lying to your liver is not a good thing." He told him "Shut up."
"What is it that you want from me Allias?"
"Once our carriege starts I want you to stay for a while and...and destroy this whole valley."
"What?" Asmodeus asked surprised.
"I used my powers. I killed one of those witches so I need you to cover my track. Please just ruin everything. I know you can. That way your demonic aura will cover mine."
"What's in it for me?"
"What do you want?"
"I want you to let me say goodbye to Mark. Once he wakes up."
"I don't trust you."
"I swear I will leave afterwards."
"Okay then. Just make sure to cover every bit of my magic."
They had been on the road for quite some time. Cramped inside the carriage moving with the turns of the rocky roads. Allias for the most part of their journey felt like he would throw up, a pulsing pain spread from his hand to his body. Ares' driving was the least horrid and many times the elves inside the carriage believed it would flip over. Having about enough the elf king knocked on the wall, making the young elf take a sudden stop. He was the one who jumped off first, taking deep breaths. He felt like his lungs were closing. He stepped further away wanting to make sure that no one would notice his little panic attack. He supported himself on a tree and looked at it's trunk trying to find a way to focus on something else.
"Let's just rest for a few hours!" He shouted at the wondering elves. "I need to pee." He told them and stepped further into the deep forest. Obviously he didn't need to pee. He just needed to breathe. The pain from his mark and the horrible driving of Theseus' brother made the journey a lot harder than it already was.
"Imagine if I'll have to cut this arm off too. I would be completely useless." He mumbled to himself. He was sweating, feeling his clothes dumpen as an invisible rock landed on his chest. , "Fucking witches." He swore and bit his lip. He sat on the ground, his hand diving on the dirt as he gripped it hard. "I should have killed the other too." He groaned as his head rested on the trees trunk. He took in a few deep breaths. His vision getting blurry from the pain. He just wanted to rest. From the beginning of everything he just wished to rest, close his eyes for a split second and not feel anxious or worried about something. He just wanted to have his lover by his side, see his face, be with him. "Theseus..." He called out weakly when he heard someone call his name in the distance.
.....
"I don't understand why my brother always follows Allias around like that. The man said he needed to pee." Ares said with a frown as he stared into the distance. Ea had gotten off the carriage too and had climbed at the driver's spot sitting next to his husband.
"He didn't look that well though" the smaller elf said with a worried expression. "I bet your driving made him nauseous." He said and Ares gasped dramatically.
"What do you mean? My driving was perfect." He said and Ea chuckled. He looked at the Disse prince, his bright brown eyes honest and said.
"No." That was all he needed to say. Ares hopped off the carriage and ran off somewhere annoyed. Ea started laughing so hard that he felt his stomach tense. He got off the carriage and followed the angry elf. Once he reached him he grabbed his arm, wanting for Ares to turn around. "You can fix your driving skills you know, it's just needs a bit of practice." He said.
"No." Ares mimicked his tone, answering without meeting his eyes and Ea laughed again. He was a bit offended hearing him say that, he had been driving for hours and it was really hard to keep that strong headed horse in the right track. He drove because he didn't want Ea to do it so he would appreciate a thank you but when he heard his laughter, something so rare as finding gold underneath your pillow he couldn't stay mad. He turned around and looked at him. His small for an elf frame, his honest and clear eyes, his shy smile and his heart simply flew off his chest. He had been such a fool, staying away from him for so long. He would be able to enjoy this sight so much more if he had t been a coward, if he had been a bit more honest. At least now, he could get to have eternity with him, a beginning with no end. He smiled, surprising Ea.
"Have you finally gone mad?" He asked him cheekily.
"Because of you, yes." He flirted with him and brought him closer. Ea gasped, and stared around hoping that no one would see them. He allowed himself to relax in Ares' arms. His embrace was warm and he smelled good. He breathed in, reminding of himself of Ares' scent. He had connected it with comfort, peace and some times with anger issues. He thought and smiled. "Ea, I love you. You have no idea how much. I am sorry, so sorry I wasted all this time. We could have done so manyt things, lived together but I...."
"It's alright." Ea told him. "It doesn't matter any more. We don't have to worry about the past. We have tomorrow and the day after, the next month and the next centuries too. We can do whatever we want to. I was silly too."
"Do you love me?" Ares asked him.
"I love you. I love you so much I can't describe it." He said and the elf squeezed him in his embrace.
"Oh gods you're too adorable I can't." Ares mumbled.
.....
Asmodeus had not left the carriage. He had left the driver's seat the moment they stopped and entered the carriage sitting next to where they had carefully placed Mark's body. He took in a deep breath, looking at the sleeping man. He would always call it sleeping on his mind, calling him dead hurt too much and he didn't want to think about it, even though he was the cause of this he was avoiding everything, he thought with a bitter smile.
He caressed his cheek and touched his hair. His body was cold, reminding him of the hard truth. He was not sleeping. He was simply dead, lifeless and he had been the one who killed him. Asmodeus never really cried in his life, even when he was sentenced to that horrible imprisonment he didn't think much of it. He was immortal after all, three hundred years would pass in the blink of an eye. When he found himself in front of Mark again he was weak and vulnerable. Even worse than a human. He was simply at his mercy and his hurtful words, they stung so much like poisoned needles that he simply couldn't stop. He was a disgrace. He thought as his eyes watered.
"I'm sorry Mark." He said. During their journey he had said that sentence so many times. He had said it with pain, anger, sorrow. Again and again hoping that he would hear him, hoping that he would know "you will hate me when you wake up, won't you?" He mumbled. "I wouldn't blame you to be honest. I have been such an idiot. I ruined everything. I was so desperate to hear that you hadn't betrayed me. Someone murdered you, while you serached for me. I am going to find them, not that this will change anything but since I will be gone I have to do something. Something to ease the pain I feel. I am always smiling, scaring people, being mischevious. I always tricked you and made you shy but oh I would do anything for you to smile at me one more time. I think I would be able to die then, pay for my sins. You didn't do anything wrong Mark, it was all me. All my fault" he said and his tears landed on the wooden floor of the carriage. "I'm telling you this now because I know, during our goodby I would be too scared to say it. I love you. I love you so much. You're the only person I've said those words to. I was called a fool back home. A prince of hell fell in love with an exorcist and ended up being sealed by him. Everyone laughed but why was it that I could never hate you? I only kept loving you not really knowing what it meant. I read books, many of them reading the word love and whenever I thought about it it was your face I saw. You were, you are love for me Mark and I ruined everything" Asmodeus said