Blizan did not acknowledge Raha’s greeting; instead, he glared at Teore with chilling eyes and demanded.
Teore looked at Blizan once, then lifted his gaze to look at Raha, who was standing awkwardly between them.
“Did I drag you here by force, Laha?”
Because he asked so gently and affectionately with a surprisingly soft tone, the area beneath Raha’s heart grew so ticklish he wanted to scratch it raw.
Raha shook his head vigorously, denying it.
“No, Crown Prince. Coming here was also of my own free will.”
It was definitely because they had accidentally locked lips that he had become aroused, wanting to interlace tongues and mix bodies, which was why he had submissively followed where Teore led.
Therefore, no matter how one looked at it, he hadn’t been dragged here by force.
At Raha’s words, Blizan’s face visibly hardened.
“Raha, are you, right now, in front of me, saying with your own mouth that you followed Teore?”
It was impossible.
Until not long ago, wasn’t this the very High Priest who wept and clung to him, begging for his attention?
Of course, when asked why his attitude toward him had suddenly changed, Raha had said he had come to like Teore, but Blizan hadn’t believed it to be true.
Knowing very well how long Raha’s unrequited love had lasted, Blizan assumed Raha had simply grown exhausted because he wouldn’t give him any attention, and had turned his eyes away for a very brief moment.
So, he thought that if he reached out his hand again, Raha would joyfully grab it as if he had been waiting for it.
That was, until he saw him entangled with Teore, sucking and licking each other’s cocks.
And until Raha spoke the words with his own mouth, proudly stating in front of him that he had followed Teore.
“Raha, are you truly speaking the truth to me?”
“Yes, Your Highness. Before whose presence would I dare utter a lie? Coming here was also of my own free will.”
“I clearly stated that I would arrange a residence for you in the Crown Prince’s Palace. And yet!”
“I am, Crown Prince… As I have already told you, I hold His Grace the Grand Duke in my heart. Therefore, I have no intention of leaving this place.”
Since he had already received half of Teore’s fortune, and having sex with him felt much better than expected, he figured he could just keep sleeping with Teore like this.
Then, when it was time to leave, he could just hook Teore up with Edrion.
Therefore, there was no particular reason for Raha to inconveniently go to the Crown Prince’s Palace or return to the High Temple.
Blizan opened his mouth, entirely shocked by Raha’s words.
“I will head inside to wash up now. His Grace the Grand Duke… I will be waiting while washing, so will you come as well…? I, I wish to wash you with my own hands.”
He said it because he felt he should offer at least this much service since he had received an enormous amount of money, but Blizan’s face turned even more pale, and Teore’s eyes began to glint like a snake’s.
It was also something he said to confirm to Blizan that he had indeed followed Teore willingly, but after saying the words out loud, his face grew so hot with embarrassment that it felt like it was burning.
“I won’t be late, Raha.”
The corners of Teore’s lips curled up pleasingly.
“Just what kind of whim has possessed you?”
The moment Raha left the bedroom, Blizan glared at Teore and demanded.
“What do you mean, a whim?”
“There must be a reason why you, who went so far as to use dark-attribute power to try and kill Raha, have suddenly changed like this.”
“Ah, that.”
Teore nodded his head once at Blizan’s words and leaned his back lazily against the sofa’s backrest.
“In the first place, I wasn’t enraged enough to kill him. It was just that it was annoying how Laha kept harboring malice toward Edrion because of you, tormenting him bit by bit.”
Raha had blindly tormented Edrion out of the thought that Edrion would manifest light-attribute power and touch Blizan’s body to heal him just like he did.
So, from Edrion’s perspective, he was terrified of Raha, who tormented him despite him doing nothing wrong.
As a result, he ended up telling his long-time childhood friend, Teore, about the fact that he was being bullied.
When Teore went to find Raha to confirm the truth, Raha was already consumed by jealousy that he might lose Blizan. Right in front of Teore, he screamed and treated Edrion like a male whore.
‘That’s why I unconsciously used my power and knocked him unconscious.’
Recalling what happened back then, Teore thought about the uncomfortable time he had spent afterward, unable to shake off a lingering sense of uneasiness.
After that, when Blizan sent an official document stating he would take Raha to the Crown Prince’s Palace to keep him as his personal dedicated healer, Teore assumed Raha must have done something to Blizan, which was why he had rushed to the High Temple without a second thought.
From meeting him, to their lips accidentally touching, to his sexual desire boiling over like a storm until he finally held him—uncharacteristically, he hadn’t been able to think about anything else other than taking Raha.
“They say there is such a thing as love at first sight.”
Once, when Edrion said he really wanted to experience that kind of love, Teore had thought it was absurd for a human to look at another human for the first time and fall in love.
Now, he had come to realize that it wasn’t necessarily impossible.
“Blizan.”
Teore rested his chin on his hand and looked at Blizan.
As Blizan stared back at him with a displeased expression, Teore flashed his mysterious black eyes and asked him.
“Do you believe in love at first sight?”
Blizan’s mouth slowly fell open.
Sitting in the warm bathtub and lazily relaxing his body, Raha found himself repeatedly glancing toward the bathroom door when Teore, who was supposed to follow him, didn’t show up.
Part of him wanted to soak in the tub leisurely by himself, but since Teore was also coming, he had intentionally dismissed the maids.
Yet, sitting alone in the massive bathroom, he felt a bit lonely, making him wonder if he shouldn’t have dismissed them.
Showing his naked body to others was still a bit uncomfortable, but the maids who assisted with the bath looked at his naked body—and even Teore’s naked body—with surprisingly indifferent faces, so there was no discomfort at all.
At first, he had some aversion to a member of the opposite sex washing his body, but perhaps because this world followed a BL setting, he actually found it more comfortable than being washed by someone of the same sex.
‘Well, that might be because I’m being penetrated from behind by someone of the same sex…’
