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"What are they talking about?" Allias asked his lover. He felt anxious. He knew Mark was talking with Asmodeus at the moment, he had eyes and ears everywhere in the castle but still he couldn't stop thinking about what would happen, what could the possible outcome be and that made him pace in his room. 

Theseus was laid on the bed, his arms behind his head, resting on the pillow and his legs were crossed. It had been about an hour since the elf king started this little episode of his and at some point he had stopped paying so much attention to his rumbling. Now he was observing the elaborate ceiling, the little crystals and the sparkles. It was indeed very pretty to look at and he praised himself for thinking about it. 

"Theseus. Theseus. I am talking to you!" Allias exclaimed annoyed and the elf general raised his head. He blinked a few times before he smiled innocently and sat up. Crossing his legs again and focusing his pretty eyes on the handsome king.