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Elliot lifted the pillow before moving to sit up, taking the glass cautiously. "Lily," He swallowed, unsure how to properly ask. "Did I do something to make you cry? I can't recall anything past," he thought. "past trying to find my way home, I think. I faintly remember someone, but it's all a blur, and I cannot recall anything I said or did. Yet when I awoke, you were not in the room but on the balcony." His ears were lowered, he was truly guilty for whatever happened. "What did I do to you?"

"So I am an angry drunk." He murmured. He must have insulted Lily, but how? Elliot could not begin to imagine- Whore. The word rang in his mind like a cobra ready to strike, filled with poison. No, no the prince couldn't have called her that. "From freight?" No, he'd seen Leo frightened and the bentien would shut down, not burst into tears. "Lily, are you lying? Please, tell me what I did to you. If I do not know the guilt will continue to gnaw away at my mind." But he had gone to yell at the Prime Minister? Well that sort of made sense he supposed, the man had intercourse with his parents. It wasn't exactly a welcomed thought. "Lily please do not bow. I know you well enough that you do not cry when you are frightened, and that when you bow you ask for forgiveness.What did I do? It was not your fault."

The sharp headache was now a dull throb in comparison to the absolute horror that manifested within his chest. "No, Leo,sorry, Lily. No I don't," Had he said he hated Leo for what he was? "No, Leo I do not hate you." he was trying not to yell, worry and panic filling him as he got out of bed, the movement sending his head into a cacophony of pain. The prince kneeled down beside the crouched figure. "Please, please you are something incredibly important to me. You are as important to me as my sisters, as my father, as the memory of my mother. I said I found you disgusting?" He couldn't believe himself, his drunk self. Never again, lord never again. "No, Lily understand, I am not used to it being so casual as you do. And I feel worse because I'm afraid you don't enjoy it." Came the small murmur, Elliot gently placing a hand on his shoulder. "Please, do not abandon me, Lily. I will fall if you are not by my side."

"I never want you to leave me." He said, cupping the other's face and kissing the streaks of tears before Leo rested against him. Elliot's arms wrapped around the Falian, listening to the sobs and words. "You are anything but a whore, you are a person, a Falian. You are mine, Lily, you are treated with the utmost respect." He kissed his head, stroking the long hair. "I, I do not hate homosexuals. Sometimes I merely hate myself. I hate my preference in sexual partners, I hate how my father was able to love both a man an a woman. I am envious of him, in fact. I will be unable to produce an heir, and that is my main worry." But he smiled, kissing the other's hair once again, holding him tight. "I do not hate you, Lily. I could never hate you." It was quite the opposite, but he wasn't going to admit that. "I don't hate you, you are beautiful and a wonderful person. I do not know how I can make up for all the hateful things I said. Please, Lily, forgive me. If not I shall abandon my crown and live a life as a commoner."

He had said into his heart, was Leo away of the affections the prince held for him. He had tried not to seem obvious. Elliot could only blush faintly, sitting back in his bed and sipping his tea. The headache was now the focus, throbbing as the blacksmith continued to hammer away in his head. "You are hardly a disturbance, I enjoy your company." And took another sip of the tea, smiling gently to himself. "I feel terrible for having made you cry twice. I am glad I did not find the Prime Minister, sometimes he is incredibly sensitive. I had been younger, and my mother was still alive. I told him I hated him for some childish reason. A few hours later my mother made me apologize to a man was was sobbing in my father's lap." His ears lowered slightly, the glass touching his lips again. That was right, the prime minister had been crying into his father's lap. "Thank you for the tea." The glass was set on the bed table, robe removed. "It is normally uncomfortable to sleep in. But when you are drunk I suppose it matters not. Though, could you close the balcony doors? The birds are loud." And moved under the blankets with an apologetic smile.

Elliot smiled, trying his best to ignore the headache as Lily tended to his request, the prince laying down under the blankets of his bed. "I am sure the dresses are beautiful, Lily. Please, just lay down with me." And sat up. Elliot still didn't want Leo sleeping on the edge. But when the kiss was placed on his temple he felt happy, and the headache was beginning to dull. "You are an absolute wonder, Lily." and learned upwards to place a gentle kiss on his lips.

Elliot held the bentien close to him, an arm around the other's shoulders, watching the other close his eyes before falling asleep. "You've really no idea how much I love you, do you Leo?" He whispered, kissing his forehead, free hand gently holding one that was on his chest. He was content, truly happy. But it slowly began to fade out, the prince falling asleep, enjoying the warmth of the other.

Giggling faintly hit his ears, the man giving a soft exhale as his body began to wake up.
"But they're sleeping." came Emily's voice.
"They haven't eaten all day,the least they could do is eat an afternoon snack before dinner." Was Annabelle's.
"I dunno, they seem pretty cozy. Think they're gunna get married?" was Martha's voice, the small clinking of dishes.
"I'm going to be an Aunt!" was the quiet squeal.
"Annabelle the child will be toward your age range. You two will be more cousin then aunt and nice."
"Oh shut up Emily. They're just so adorable and lovey dovey." And he felt the mattress shift as someone's hands pressed on it.