Follow the script!

Isaiah stepped out of the room to be met with many guards. He moved his eyebrows down and closer together.

"Call a maid for me"

The same chestnut haired maid came after a while and asked, "How may I help you?"

"Umm.. can I get my clothes back?" The maid didn't know which clothes Isaiah is mentioning.

"I am talking about the one I wore while I first came into the palace.."

The maid said that she understood and went to find his clothes.

Shortly after, she came to Isaiah with a robe. Isaiah grabbed it and told her to leave.

He let his hand rome around the thick robe and paused where there was an extra bulge.

He pulled out a small dragger from the pocket of the cloth.

The blade was made of steel, and was short and slim with a tapering needle point. It's convenient size made the dagger inconspicuous to wear and easy to draw.

It was gift from his father. Isaiah always carries it around with him.

Isaiah gave the dragger a deep look.

He instinctively hid the dragger and the powder in the clothes that he was wearing when he heard chatting noises outside.

And as for the paper, he had already burnt it..or not? I

Isaiah frantically searched for the letter but it was missing and when he finally found it, Dexter opened the door which made him to fastly crumble and throw it away.

Isaiah didn't know what to do to distract the emperor.

In a hurry, he went and embraced Dexter causing the king to become dumbfounded.

The king spotted the crumbled paper from the corner of his eyes which the hugging boy didn't know.

A mischevious smile spread on Dexter's face. He let go of Isaiah and slowly paced towards where the paper pitifully laid.

He didn't look at the paper, just in case Isaiah realises that Dexter already found out about his little secret. He was acting very  casual.

But before Dexter could actually go close to it and pick it up, Isaiah pulled Dexter's sleeve and kissed him.

The boy tightly shut his eyes.

Dexter clearly knew that the boy wasn't really willing to do sexual things with him unless he was in a state of pure lust but looking at the boy's tightly shut eyes and red face full of panic, Dexter felt it was worth it to act like he didn't know that the boy was hiding something.

Dexter's naughty hands slowly travelled down the boy's back and landed on top of the two round buns.

Isaiah really wanted to run away but he had to endure. He let the king do whatever he pleased to him not without letting out a habitual "stop" from time to time.

To the boy's surprise, Dexter really did stop and said, "I won't do it if you don't want to"

Hearing the unexpected response, Isaiah kissed his teeth.

'Why in the world is this demon not following the damn usual script of forcing me!'