Breaking the world

Sly scooted over giving him space to seat on. Lysander took the chance neared him. He kept a little distance from the god, he had gotten good at hiding his fear of him but it wasn't bad to be safe.

"I was of the illusion that I was handsome. Then why is it that you are avoiding me as though I was a plague?" he questioned to him.

"Are you here as backup? How long do you plan to keep me here?" he asked getting straight to the point.

He didn't want to have hold on to hope that he would ever see the king again. He didn't even want to think of the king in the presence of Lysander.

The god had a bad short temper which terrified him. He was not scared for his life because they would never harm him but Theo was important to him.

"I am willing to forget him," he uttered In a pained voice. "Just please don't hurt him," he said in a pleading tone to him.

Lysander smirked at his words. "If I believed that then I would be a fool," he said plainly.