Chapter 75 - I Got You

The crown prince Davion Draleon Blakemore wondered off into the woods. He strolled side by side with Aricus, to make things clear and prevent any problems in the future. 

He thought it best to declare where he stood with the man from the word go. He wouldn't give him false hopes when his heart belonged to someone else. 

The night they shared was but a mistake, he regretted it and didn't wish to drag the matter further than it had to be. He was in love with Jason and that wouldn't change for a long time. 

"You look happier," Aricus began to speak when Davion was still contemplating what to say. "I knew that when you returned to me, I might not be in your heart," he added. 

Davion halted. Aricus spoke with pain in his eyes and voice. His words were as though their encounter stretched far beyond the night they spend together under the moonlight. 

"I had hope that you would love me as much as I love you but I see that it can not be," he spoke out. "I was yours as you were mine but that was another time and life."

Davion opened his lips to speak but he couldn't form any words to say to him. The male made no sense, when had they met and when was he his? This questions troubled the prince's mind. 

"You found someone new and gave your heart away. I won't force my love on you," he uttered in a pained voice. "But darling, if he breaks your heart. In the way that all lovers do, know that I will always be here waiting for you," he added. 

Davion was stunned. The one night stand man was turning out to be more sensible and romantic than he gad thought him to be. The man understood what he wanted to say before he could say it and took a step back not to inconvenience him. 

He flashed Aricus an apologetic smile. Had it not been for Jason being in his life then he wouldn't have minded loving such a man, someone who understood his heart and thought of him before themselves. 

"More than that, I will break him apart," he threatened. 

Davion laughed. It would be nice to see that, perhaps when his life is threatened. Jason might learn to value his life and not think to throw it away so easily the way that he did before. 

"Can I have a hug before I leave?" Aricus requested softly. 

Davion saw no harm in giving him a hug. One hardly could control who they fell in love with, but to find someone who respect the boundaries of the one they love was rare. 

Aricus didn't give him the feeling that he expected his love in return. Or demand that he acknowledges how he feels, he simply expressed his love and left it at that. 

"I will miss you my mirror prince," Aricus whispered in his ear. 

Davion felt a sense of familiarity when he was in Aricus's arms. But he didn't read too much into it, he broke the hug and moved away from Aricus. 

"Why do you call me that?" 

"One day when you look in the mirror. You will find the answer," Aricus said. "Goodbye, for now," he added and vanished. 

Davion stood rooted on the ground long after Aricus had left. He had no idea why he felt saddened by the goodbye. He hardly knew the man but seeing him leave like that left him confused. 

Was it his words of understanding. Or the fact that for the first time he was given a choice. He had been confused about his heart and was sure that he loved Jason. He had pulled Aricus aside to tell him just that. So why was he hurt to see Aricus gone?

He consoled himself that the goodbye wasn't forever but even that didn't cheer him up. He folded the note in his hand and held it tightly. 

The more the day stretched on, the wider the situation he found himself in. He stared at the place that Aricus stood holding on to the short memory of him standing there. 

"Happy birthday once more, my dear," a whisper carried with the winds reached his ears. 

******

"What the hell?" 

Davy placed his pen down and glared at his partner. That scene was not what he was promised and it enraged him. 

"Relax Davy. Let things pl..."

"You promised me a great plot twist. You promised me that when Aricus comes into the picture, he will give Jason a ran for his money," he uttered in one breath. "But instead, you made him leave," he added fuming. 

Zillon set his pen down and walked away from the magic room. His calm and composed attitude went to annoy Davy even more. 

"Where do you think you are going? Tell me why did you cave?" Davy demanded stopping Zillon in his tracks. 

He had anticipated to see tears in that scene. He expected Jason to lose not for him to emerge victorious and for Aricus to cower and ran away. 

Next thing would be Jason escorting the crown prince to the birthday ball instead of Aricus. Which was far from what he wanted to read about or write about. 

"Why are you so angry?" Zillon inquired from him.

"Just tell me why you couldnt go through with your promise. Why let Jason win?" 

"Jason lost today. If you weren't so angry then you would have seen it," Zillon responded.

Davy rolled his eyes, he got angry after what he saw not before. He was right there while the scene was being uploaded for the world to see what a cowered Aricus was. 

He was supposed to be Jason's love rival but he was letting Jason win without putting up a fight and that was truly sad. If he would have known that Zillon would ruin the scene then he would have wrote it himself. 

"Why don't you tell me how Aricus won. He clearly admitted that he won't go after the prince," he stated in rage. He wondered what part of that wasn't in Jason's favour. 

"For one, Davion's misunderstanding cleared. Two, the choice for was left up to him and not forced on him. Three, he was seeing love from a different perspective," Zillon said. 

Davy roughly pulled at his shirt, his piercing gaze cutting through Zillon like sharp razor blades. His reasoning was not good enough for he had done, he had everything in his hand and he could have shattered Jason's heart to pieces but he chose not to do it. 

"Do you like Jason. In his time here, maybe he grew on you?" Davy inquired in disbelief. "And I was of the opinion that you cared for me. That you loved me," he added letting him go. 

"Why make me interested in getting even when you aren't even up to it?"

Zillon grabbed Davy's hand and twirled him around. He pulled Davy into a hug and patted his back. He had not broken his promise, the boy simply misunderstood his intentions and plans. 

He had every intention of keeping his word. But in a way that neither seemed unfair to both parties. "If I hurt him the way you wanted, it would have hurt you," he spoke. 

Davy pressed his lips together. The reality of his friend's words hit home. 

"You aren't angry that I made Aricus leave. You are angry because you feel relieved that Jason wasn't hurt," Zillon pointed out. 

The heart I like the mind was not something one could easily control. At the end of the day he too was human and he had feelings, feelings that he couldnt get rid of by just saying that he wanted to let go. 

"It takes time to forget the one you love, but that doesn't mean you won't," Zillok uttered. 

He broke the hug and wiped the tears in his friends eyes. He was certain that by the time the book ends, his friend would have let go of his past. 

"You don't have to force yourself to forget him or move on. When the time comes, you will find someone new and you will be happier," he said with a warm friendly smile in his face. "But until then, I got you," he added. 

"Why is Aricus so smart?" Davy asked feeling stupid for how he reacted. 

He was like a child too quick to get angry over such small things. He just couldnt control how he felt, maybe after a while he will get better but those feelings were killing him. 

"Because he loves a very intelligent person. He has from the beginning and will do so always," Zillon replied. "Don't ever think that I don't care for you. How can I not when you are so needy?"

Davy laughed at his response. It was a cocky reply that hardly suited the man. "I get you some tea," Zillon said and ran off. 

Davy was left standing there looking at the place Zillon stood, the pain from his past haunted him but Zillon was so warm that it made it fade away.. He stood frozen holding on to the short moment of warmth he felt in a long time.