Luck in gifts 2

Ylre wasn't pleased to be interrupted but he waited to find out what the guy wanted before slamming the door.

,,Good evening, as new tenants, we must remind you of the laws of the city. You have to know there is a curfew during night. So stay indoor. Other rules and program of the week are all written here, good night. "One of the employees said.

Ylre took the paper, slammed the door, reached the bed and said.

"Do you want to know what is going to be in this stupid city this week?" He gave Rue the paper.

"Of course," he smiled and began to read, "Birthday ceremony."

"Whose?" Ylre didn't know.

,,Miss Zoye, I don't know. She organizes a birthday festival. It will take three days and three nights. There will be a tournament in several disciplines in which everyone can attend regardless of status. Every day it is possible to win one of the three prizes, which are exceptionally rare this year, the prizes are the ring-" Rue stuck and uncomprehendingly read to himself.

"What are the prizes?" Ylre wasn't interested, but he didn't understand why Rue stopped.

"Golden ring with diamond font, incalculable value, found two hundred years ago is considered a remnant of the lost country of the Infey. High quality ring will be in ..." Rue folded the paper on the bed and blinked in confusion before he laughed lightly, ,,why is it here? I don't understand, it shouldn't be, right?"

Ylre took the paper and frowned as he was filled with pure fury. The ring about witch Rue read wasn't something people found two hundred years ago. The ring created by luck directly for the son of the king, was one of the kind and couldn't be found here.

Although Rue fell from his position, although his things became a national treasure that nobody used, they were locked in the treasury in Infey. It wasn't possible for someone to find them on the ground in humam world and leave it to ordinary people in a competition.

"Unacceptable, " Ylre growled, what anger filled him.

"It must be fake," Rue said, as he didn't believe someone would really throw his ring somewhere.

Although he was in a cell for two hundred years, although he was a prisoner, although his life was really unpleasant, he still cared about the past. He cared about what luck gave him, he cared about everything he ever had and his ring was one of those things he hadn't given up, although he had no longer the opportunity to see it. Rue through it must be fake.

Ylre, however, knew it wasn't and the other prizes that were on the next day program just confirmed that the whole competition was just an incredibly disgusting way to lure them out.

"What are the other prizes?" Rue asked in the hope that it would be something else.

Ylre tried to say something, but Rue easily took the paper and read, "Diamond sword ..." laughed Rue desperately and went through the last prize, "and-" Rue clenched his teeth and put the paper on the bed. He blinked lightly and moved his eyes from the wall to the furniture, as he couldn't understand.

"Why they're doing it?" He didn't know.

In anger, Ylre glared at the paper with the third prize.

Diamond compass.

Not the compass that could be bought in the stand, not the one the human eye has ever seen...but the real compass that belonged to the highest Infey since birth. Namely one Infey, who hadn't use it for two hundred years.

Ylre didn't know what to say not to reveal his identity and at the same time to calm Rue, as he seemed to be really out of his calm first time after a long time.

For Rue, it was as if Infey had completely kicked him out, as if he had completely lost his home. And although he had been locked up in it for the last two hundred years, although he didn't think he would ever live in it as before, he was still holding it in his heart. Because he believed that luck didn't give up on him completely. But if Infey, if luck allows his home to give up the last things he had. Will it still be his home? And if not, where will his home be?

Rue knew that nowhere. Although he knew it all along, he hadn't admitted it yet. And currently had no choice but to try to accept the fact that his things would be the prize for some of the ordinary people who didn't have the right to such things. None of them...and non of other Infeys.

It was painful and humiliating and Rue didn't know what to do with it. He just sat on the bed, knowing that Infey had left him and was going to humiliate him before everyone. As if he was never anything for them. That the things that luck gave and were proof that he had a real connection with it once, Infey just threw out.

As he suddenly lost himself in his thoughts and didn't know what to do to prevent it,his back was slightly touched by a Ylre's hand. His touch forced him to jerk with the attempt to get up as he didn't want anyone to touch him. At the same time, however, it gently calmed him and so he didn't move and waited for what will happened as it was quite pleasant.

"If you want," Ylre knew it was a trap, he knew the wisest would be if they didn't get involved, "I'll get them for you." He said nevertheles.

All his rational thoughts receded into the background as the sight of Rue's discomfort made him unable to suppress the urge to kill those who made him look so sad.

Although he hesitated for a while whether his suggestion was right, after Rue looked at him surprised, with his golden eyes glittered hope as for a moment they really focused on him, Ylre's doubts disappeared and he couldn't hesitate.

For the feeling he got when Rue truly saw him as more than just a casual acquaintance, when he relied on him and when he allowed him to help him. That was why he lived, for those moments when he could be useful, for those moments that were the only thing that really mattered. As always, even now, no matter what had happened in the past, and no matter what would happened. Ylre knew that some Infey assassins couldn't stand in his way of making Rue happy.