Chapter 2
Eren slowly woke up from his slumber. He looked around the bedchamber. Empty. The room had been lit and the windows had been shut - a faint scent of frankincense lingered around the room. Carefully, Eren sat up and looked around. There was no sign of the King's presence in the room, even if he had stayed there for a very short time.
"My Lord, are you there?" His voice faint, trying to break the silence. Only silence answered his question. Eren got out the bed- inside him, the rod stirred and brushed his prostate, he whimpered softly as he walked gingerly toward the window. He opened it and peered outside, toward the sleeping town.
Eren's heart sighed as it slowly broke apart.
Despite the time of the night, the King's Office was buzzing with energy. People came and went with piles of documents, servants were running with buckets of maps and other scrolls. Commanders were shouting orders, King's Generals were arguing, and King's Advisors were sitting closed to the King as they reasoned with the King.
The King, despite the battle torn appearance, he listened, argue, and signed or rejected documents. Occasionally, he talked to his Generals-asking their opinions, confirming or arguing with his Advisors. There were time when he looked at the night sky through the window and his face gave out an incomprehensible expressions.
As the King signed the new draft to be brought to the Privy Counsel, he turned to his aide and said, "I'd like a short break. Not out side but here." His aide nod and quickly inform the chief protocol to make the announcement.
As it was announced, everyone left the room. Seeing Rivaille about to leave the room, the chief protocol approached him and whispered on his ear. As both the chief protocol and the King's aide closed the door, they saw Rivaille walked toward the King and took a seat closed to him.
The King sighed. He put two keys on the table and looked at Rivaille.
"I have another responsibility.", said him softly.
One key looked like other chamber key on the King's Quarter. The other key was peculiar. It was a lot smaller and had more ornaments, much more like a pendant - Rivaille wondered whether it had the propriety of a key or a mere jewellery.
"Enter my bedchamber, give the smaller key to Eren, and do only the necessary thing."
Rivaille's heart skipped a beat as he heard the order. "Had your head been hit that hard? You couldn't think right. I can't possibly do this!" refused Rivaille as he returned the keys to the King.
The King put the keys into Rivaille's palm. His face hardened. "I trust you that you will do what is necessary. The meeting will take much longer and he's waiting for me."
"Rivaille, I'll be counting the time until your return!" the King ordered sternly, just when Rivaille was about to retort him.
"Don't worry. I'll return before that goat face finished his ramblings." Rivaille said.
Erwin watched him leaving through another door-designed only for him.