Crazy

Getting up from the spot on the floor, the man that had lived in a cave for thousands of years, decided that he had, had enough and it's time for him to be free or at least have some company. Making his way to the two thrones that laid at the centre of the cave, he stopped in front of them, with a crazy look in his eyes and a wicked smile on his face, he began his work.

He erased the previous pattern that he drew on the floor and began to draw another one, more complex than the previous one.

He encircled the thrones and began writing runes within the circle, when that was done he repetead the the process until he was trapped within the circle standing between the two thrones.

Placing his hands on each armrests of the two thrones, he closed his eyes and soon a the runes lit up in a sequence of two different colours one green and one amber, the lines of the circle followed the same pattern as the runes.

The man between the two thrones snapped his eyes opened, his eyes now glowed with a white bright light and so did the two thrones, soon a globe of white light started forming in front of the thrones, lighting up the dimmly lit cave.

Soon the light slowly started to dissappear with Ian and Iris slowly appearing into view, laying on top each other like they were in the hut, in all of their glorious nakedness.

The man sitting between the two thrones looked at the couple laying on the floor, quickly realising what exactly they were doing when he decided to call upon them, he quickly bowed his head, both in apology and embarrassment.

Ian looked at Iris with a questioning gaze, seeing that she was just a confused as he was, he looked around and his eyes settled on the man between the two thrones.

" Ahem...Can you give us a sheet or something to cover my future wife?" Ian spoke in a commanding tone, annoyed that the man had seen Iris naked.

Snapping out of her daze, Iris looked down at her bossom that was on full display, she quickly grabbed Ian's shoulders and pulled him down to lay flat on top her.

Ian gave her a charming smile and whispered in her ear "Don't worry my little angel, he won't be alive long enough to have time to enjoy what he just saw!" loud enough for the man to hear.

The man's eyes widened at Ian's words and he quickly turned around, making his way at the back of the cave and returning with two cobalt clokes embroidered with golden thread at the hems.

Handing the clokes to Ian, his head still bowed, he turned around facing the thrones and stayed there unmoving quietly, worried the man that was with his queen might actually carry out his plan.

Ian pulled himself up in all of his naked glory, with a worried look on his face. Helping Iris get up he wrapped the two clokes around Iris, making sure she was thoroughly covered and only her face could bee seen.

Iris raised one eyebrow in question " Are you jealous, my future husband?" she asked amused, her lips curling in a naughty smile.

" I'm your future husband after all and I don't think any other man should lay his eyes on a such divine creature as yourself and live to tell the tale! " he answered in a threatening voice marking his territory, stressing the words" other man" and "live" to get his point across, while singing her praises.

Hearing his words the man quickly turned around with his head still bowed.

" M....My.....Ki.....my queen!" he stuttered trying to get himself out of a sticky situation that could lead to him losing his head.

"My deepest apologies, it wasn't my intention to disturb you in such a delicate moment!" he explained wringing his hands, more worried that he was before.

Iris frowned, her mouth opened to speak, but she hard time picking what to ask first, her mind was flodded with questions.

" What is your name?" she asked, thinking that they should at least know his name before Ian chops his head off.

" I.....I'm your hum....humble ser...vant Athan, my Queen, my....King!" he stuttered and stumbled drawlling at the end, not used to the new addition.

" I'm Iris and this Ian, my future husband!"

she introduced both of them, adding the last bit for Ian's peace of mind, who was still stiff and angry at Athan.

Ian's lips curled up in a wide grin, when he heard Iris's words and he loved how the word husband rolled of her lips.He was so happy the he could bearly fit in his skin.

Athan finally raised his head to look at them, wearing weary smile, his eyes settled on Ian, to have a better look at the man he will be calling his King from now on, noticing that he was still very much naked.

"The pleasure is all mine, my King, my Queen " he hummed bowing his head again, slightly embarrassed that the man was still naked.

He quickly turned and disappeared without saying a word, returning with another cloak similar to the one Iris was wearing, this one being emerald green that matched her eyes.

Ian snatched the cloak out Athan's hand, wrapping himself in it.

" Stop looking at the floor Athan!" Ian commanded, fed up at looking at the crown of his head.

" Speak!" he demanded in a serious tone, causing Athan to raise his head and look at him dead in the eyes.

Iris stood there with a blank expression, a little taken aback by Ian's sudden change in demeanour. Her eyes kept darting between Ian and Athan who seemed to obey his every command while the other one looked like he was in his own element, born to be King.

" Well.....there is so much to tell, I don't even know where to start!" Athan hummed obediently at Ian's demand, a little scared that man in front him that looked like a well behaved kitten was more like a tiger ready to snapp his head off at any moment.

" Your crazy actions brought us here, in this forsaken cave, I'm assuming you have something to share with me and my future wife, so speak!" he thundered in a demanding tone, annoyed at the situation Athan has put them in.

He had gathered from what the man said and the events leading up to their current situation, that this had everything to do with Iris's story and he was in it.

He was simmering with anger, that his dream of having Iris to himself and live a peaceful life, was slipping away with each passing second that they had to spend in the damn cave.