Young Master Francis... Lives.

It was a silent stroll as Eradan and Andrew made made their way to a tavern Andrew was familiar with. Neither of them spoke as they made their way towards it— Andrew leading and Eradan following up.

With low spirits, they glanced at several ruined places as they moved on. Reminding themselves of the chaotic demise that had taken place.

It was a quite distant stroll but they finally arrived at the tavern.

Feets came to a halt as an Amber haired said,"This is it.". He stole a glance at the youth beside him, and for no reason... Smiled. "It's called the Liadon Tavern" 

The delight engulfing Eradan's mood visibly formed a smile on his lips. "It's really homely" he said, his eyes checking out the environment.

A sizeable building towered before them, welcoming them to the entrance of this cozy tavern. Few layers of steps led to the main door of the cavern while two light-stands by its sides gave a wave of sheer warmth, which intrigued their souls and distracted their minds. The satisfaction of a warm bath and sleep meddled with Eradan's burning desire to enter.

However, he paused for a moment... The bills. To get that amount of satisfaction, large amount of coins were going to be spent and by mere knowledge, Andrew didn't seem capable for that. After this realization hit him, his brightened face dimmed and gradually formed pain in his aching soul.

"I think we should go back." He spoke up. The look of shock on Andrew's face couldn't be missed.

"Why? Don't you want the warm bath?"

"We won't be able to afford the bills" Eradan gave his reason and Andrew's demeanor graced surprise. How considering of him... 

Andrew knew quite well that he could afford the price of everything since he made a big sale earlier in the day. But he was taken aback at the consideration of the youth beside him. He took few steps closer to Eradan to make way for an Elven couple heading into the tavern.

"Let's go in, I can pay the bill"

Eradan gave him a look of bewilderment as his heart skipped a beat of joy." Huh?"

A sweet chuckle sounded and Andrew repeated his statement "Let's go in, I can pay the bill" His tone coaxing.

Eradan was lost of words. He gave Andrew a questioning gaze and received a slight nod in return. In defeat, the youth pressed his lips in a thin line and side by side they both took the steps heading straight into the tavern.

Mellifluous rhythms greeted the Trio as they stepped into the tavern, enriching their auditory organ with pleasant sounds... Implanting their beauty into one's heart. The little Elven among them shrugged on Andrew's shoulder and woke up.

Chatters, whispers and laughter resonated, each telling the other the scenarios they had experienced. Lovers enjoying the camaraderie of themselves. Singular pronouns looking for their fellow individuals to flirt on and maybe end up making out with them. Booze and liquors weren't forgotten.

The atmosphere was indeed lukewarm... Was it that they didn't experience the chaos earlier? Well, yes they did. Elves were known to be the most cheerful race— never a dull moment. Their moment of grief never lasted as they quickly try to cheer up the atmosphere. An Elven in your mist would be a bonus for entertainment. They were like grief repellants...

With Andrew now leading the way, Eradan suddenly became nervous. His confidence diminished. He looked like an angel adored by a pack of Demons. The attention he received was clearly something he didn't want. The stares he received... Irksome. Whispers like vapors of a steamy pot, reverberated, following the skin flaming glares he received.

"She's really an ugly and underdeveloped human" He heard an Elven woman whisper to her friends upon seeing him, they giggled. 

Girls! Eradan sighed internally as he overheard what she said. The youth could tell very much that they were jealous of him but he wasn't going to react... He wasn't their gender, although he looked like one.

Eradan held his face high, hopefully, it was going to help him ignore those attention he received. Though he wouldn't lie but why did he seem bothered by the current stares he received. He'd received it twice earlier in the day and thoroughly ignored them. Why was this one hitting different?

Andrew glanced over his shoulder and saw Eradan battling with the attention he created. A hint of worry pricked his heart. Being a confident type, an instinct kicked in. He altered his steps and pulled the youth by his side; crossing an arm over him. His palm served like a shield, blocking Eradan's face from the gaze he received.

Eradan was startled and blushed, he was taken unawares. The action was a shocker to him, but that was clearly what he needed at the moment. He relaxed and they continued their steps until they climbed a staircase nearby and went out of view.

"Thank you," Andrew greeted the Elven lady who ushered them to their room. Eradan opened the door and walked into the room, him following behind. He shut the door and faced the interiors of the room.

"Err... Thanks for the assistance downstairs, didn't know what was wrong with me." Eradan spoke up, his ears gracing the pink colour. "I mean, I could've ignored it but I don't know my confidence was ju—" Eradan wanted to blabber on in explanation but Andrew interrupted him.

"It's alright. I know... Haha." His expression was outrightly charming.

Andrew dropped the Elven boy in his embrace, "Help yourselves with something to eat, both of you, then you could have your warm bath and go to sleep if you want... I'll be staying downstairs for a while"

He opened the door, wanting to leave but paused.

"A maid would be sent to bath our little boy" He turned to them then left.

The long awaiting moment this youth wanted finally arrived. Waves of delight swallowed Eradan at the spicy and alluring aroma that suddenly embraced his nasals, His stomach growled, reminding him that he hadn't eaten since morning.

Where was this coming from?

Oceanic blue eyes reflecting hazes of gold searched around, desperate to find the source of the mouth watering aroma he perceived. And just at a corner, he saw the source of the yummy scent. However, someone else was already there...

...?

Eradan was puzzled on how this little elven had already reached there and was greedily masticating on the dish kept for both of them. This kid had the potential of being a ninja, he thought, wondering how his little feets took him there... Unnoticed.

Eradan couldn't contain his amusement that his lush lips parted in a bright smile, revealing a set of snow white teeths. He walked up to the little elven boy who busied himself with the dish, oblivion of his surrounding and patted him on the shoulder.

"...?" The other flashed innocent beady eyes, as if he wasn't doing anything, making Eradan wave his head in utmost awe.... What was this small guy playing at? The victim card?

"You should take a seat before eating" Eradan said, calmly. Beady grey eyes blinked before the owner did as told. Eradan went to other side and sat down. His eyes scrutinized the meals before him and his appetite increased. Without hesitation, he began to work on the plate before him.

Golden flares from hanging mini Chandeliers lit up the whole up room, making it seem like the haze of sunlight danced within it. Candles at some places accompanied those brittleness revealing only two figures who ate peaceful, savouring the taste of the meal they ate.

A dead silence enveloped this room with the inappropriate clicking of spoons on plate. It was indeed a quiet and peaceful meal.

It didn't take long for them to be done with their meal.

Concurrently, a knock was heard on their door before a lady walked in. She should be one instructed to bath the little elven among them, he thought. As if telepathically understanding his thought the lady spoke up.

"Good evening Mrs, I've been told to bath–"

"I'm a man" He spoke plainly, interrupting her. Seriously, was his features that feminine that only Andrew could recognize him as a male. Speaking of the devil, Andrew hadn't answered the questions he'd asked him earlier. Guess there'll be a lot of explanations tonight.

Surprise etched this lady's face on the egg that was broken to her. This dainty figure... A man. "Sorry Mr, can i—" She rephrased her statement but was again interrupted by Eradan.

"You can."

Lips closed, she gently approached the little elven boy and left with him.

Eradan sighed just as the door was shut behind them. Now was the best time to meditate to himself.

He got up and walked to the centre of the room.

Search within yourself and you'll find your true ability...

You're an ability wielder....

He recollected those voice that triggered an unknown energy within him. He gently opened his palm and blue mists sipped out, materializing an ice Orb. It dazzling features were really mesmerizing that he couldn't take his eyes from it. It was pure and transparent, like a polished diamond.

His heart embraced the bubbling joy that welled up within him... A surreal feeling of ecstasy, His wish had finally been answered; He was now an ability wielder.

Eradan maintained his blissful demeanor, before closing his palm; thawing the ice Orb to glittering sand particles. Beneath his fingers they fell, decorating the floor like scattered stars.

It was time to bath... He concluded.

He walked towards the supposed bathroom and recognized a particular scent he was familiar with.

...The smell of magnolia.

The bath tub had sprinkle of those on it. Pale fingers ran on the water within the bath tub feeling it's warmth graze his skin, while the magnolia scent reminded him of the Maluvial Reverie. How he missed that place?

Having the right temp and scent he desired, Eradan closed every opening that would feel inconvenience to him while he bathed. He removed his clothes and tossed them at a corner.

All of a sudden, he felt rush of air cool his lower region, it felt... open, but he chose to ignore it.

Pale legs under golden haze, slid into the bath tub followed by Eradan's full silhouette. The warm water softened his skin, easing the flow of blood. His skin pores were not left out as they were encased with warmth he hadn't felt for long.

With brows creased, Eradan flinched.

Something was off?

It came from his lower region again... It felt exposed.

A curious Adan scrutinized his environment before sending a hand to his pubic region. Slender fingers wrapped around a soft rod and Eradan could only but wonder at how reduced his shaft was. Uneasiness clawed his being like tigers...  He still felt exposed. Trailing onwards, his fingers arrived at the anchor bridge beneath his two legs.

He stroked it.

....???

Tension froze his heart in place while uncertainties danced around his brain. Why was there a slit in that region? Was that his ass crack?

The youth trailed on and spotted another hole which was supposedly his ass crack. If this is my ass crack then what's that? fingers retraced back to the previous slit, confusion mudding his thick skull.

Eradan exerted a little pressure on it and gasped. He felt a bud!? He fucking felt a bud within it?!! Adan couldn't believe what his mind was telling him... No he couldn't. That wasn't a clitoris... It wasn't!?

The youth decided to rub it, hoping to confirm his doubt but was disappointed when a sensual pleasure ran through him. A wave of shudder enveloped him as a cloak while reality dawned on him...

He had a fucking ¶û$$¥!!!

A loud scream erupted within this tavern followed by sheets of ice encasing the bathroom with stalactites emerging from beneath it. Chills were left but Eradan wasn't bothered nor affected by it, he had other problems to worry on.

How?! Howw?!! Howww?!! How come he hadn't noticed it since... Howw!?. Talk more of Andrew who changed him, maybe he had seen it also. Eradan felt exhausted and embarrassed. Why didn't he receive this information earlier at the pink forest? This current world was definitely out for him always looking for ways to wreck his happy moments.

Adan swiftly swung out of the bath tub and covered himself with a pair of neat clothes, four or five hours of sleep would be able to clear his mind from the mess it was in. He flunged into the room only to meet a particular Amber haired worried gaze on him. He was out rightly embarrassed.

"Is something wrong? Why does here feel cold?" Andrew asked, brows creased with stern worry, while frost carressed his skin.

The other gave a quick reply, "Nothing's wrong... Mistakenly released some ice."

" Oh?!"

"Yeah, and we have a lot to talk about tomorrow,"

This Amber haired individual couldn't fanthom what was wrong with the other. He watched Eradan restlessly mount on his bed, snuggle a bit before laying still. He'd gone to bed.

Footsteps on wooden floor sounded as Andrew strides out of the room, shutting the door behind him. This individual was seriously perplexed with what Eradan did... Something was really off?

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Within a troupe of specially skilled individuals, responsible with the guarding of kingdoms under their alliance... The Emeleans.

They had just gotten back from saving a county from green creatures.

Unrhythmic sounds of footsteps resonated as each of them made their way back to their guild. Chattering and laughing voices riled up the cool night air, disturbing it's quienscence.

Within this crowd, was a figure walking alone— strands of voilet  bouncing at each step he took. Violet pupils petrified with brows creased. He thought he was blind or saw an illusion that he couldn't just contain his revelation.

He was sure he spotted the young master of his Lord. His feminine features stood unnoticed, his alluring face, dazzling. His blue eyes, seemingly etched with amusement. However, his hair was different... It was blonde.

Despite the hair change, the fact that, that was his young master couldn't be changed. He couldn't wait to spill out the information to his Lord, that,

"Young master Francis... Lives."...