Gift

"Ace." A voice jolted him awake as Ace looked around the room, heart drumming against his chest.

He is in his room, covered with layers of blankets and the only light is coming in from the lanterns around the room.

"Ajax?" he asked the excited boy in front of him. "What is happening?"

"It is just time for the dinner party the king has thrown in your honour." He said excitedly. "Come on, get up."

"Ok. Ok." He said, though Ajax was the one pulling him out of the bed and shoving him to his feet. "Are you coming with me?"

"No. I am going back to our kingdom now," he said, laying out the uniform on the bed. "Lucian may be with you, but I haven't asked him yet."

"I will be with him." They heard a voice as Ace stripped out of his pyjamas and jumped to cover himself with the blankets.

"It's just me." Lucian stepped out of the shadows. "I am hurt that you did not recognise my voice."