Chapter 45: First concert

Gregory played the last tune of the toothpaste song, and the gnomes stomped their feet for the last time. He had been pleasantly surprised when Alaric had begun to sing alongside him. His voice carrying over the crowd, in its soft and melodic way.

Gregory could figure out what this was about. All those questions had not passed over his head, despite him being a bit distracted at the time.

He was touched that the prince was considering spending his life with him, yet it also worried him. For Gregory could not offer the blonde a permanent home.

Gregory was a bard. His home was the open roads and the inns. He felt that Alaric would want someplace to call home. Where he could lay his head to rest after a long day.

The bard had never wanted such a thing. His rest was the applause that came from a crowd, much like the one that was applauding him — now.

His joy came from the smiles on their faces.