Groaning loudly Rorek awoke, there was a sickening rush of sight, sound, and touch so much that his stomach churned and he was almost sick over the side of the bed he was in. Blinking a few times he grogily looked around realizing he was in his own bedroom, and even more a suprise looking through his ajar door was Devlyn. He was speaking quietly to...Rorek nearly fainted, his grandmother; he rose in bed and felt an odd stiffness in his shoulder. He lifted his tunic and saw that the wound was healed but even the strongest healing magicks still left lingering effects of the wounds. Euryridices looked away from the prince seeing Rorek was awake, she nodded to him; which caused Devlyn to turn around and said.

" Don't worry Sparky your going to live, I was just stopping by to make sure you haven't died...i dont really feel like picking a new guard out. See you tommorrow morning " He thanked Rorek's grandmother and made his way out...

"He thinks im a fool, he didn't even say thank you" Thought Rorek to himself feeling rather hurt, he just took and arrow through the chest for him and still nothing...he was starting to think he was going to have to die Devlyn to notice him in any other way than just a knight. His grandmother made her way over with a solem look on her face

"Im proud of you Rorek, not many new Knights have faced a Kai and survived to tell the tale. They are a fierce and ruthless race you did good m'boy." She ruffled his hair and added as an after thought " And the prince was here for the whole time you were out, he was worried..." Rorek scoffed and shook his head

" I highly doubt he was worried..." He wanted to say more but he bit his tongue and rolled back under the blanket and closed his eyes feeling a tear burn on his cheek. Devlyn slowly made his way through the corridors, thinking of how Rorek had defended him without any sense of hesitation. He felt bad for not thanking him, but what he was feeling was confusing him, he had liked the him as a child; but things changed, Devlyn was high society and Rorek wasn't as they got older the gap between them seemed to widen for that very reason. But it seemed that those feelings were slowly coming back, he remembered why he had liked him; it was strange...he needed to talk to Aschlyn. Arrving at her door he was just about to knock when he caught ear of voices in the room, it seemed to be Freya and his sister.

"I feel bad for Rorek, all he wants is Devlyn's attention. I mean the poor kid just took an arrow for him, you'd think that would wake him up."

" I know Freya my brother can be a pig-headed idiot sometimes, he never sees whats right in front of him. Its a shame too they would be a beautiful couple" There was a sound of agreement from Freya and they both laughed as Aschlyn made a comment on how stupid men were sometimes. Devlyn frowned and turned away from the door, so Rorek did like him...or more than like as it seemed. Now he felt even worse, he turned on his heel and made his way back to the knights wings and too Rorek's room. He knocked on the door not even sure what he was going to say, it kind of made him angry...he hatted not knowing how to speak to a person. Usually it was pretty cut and dry for him. Either you were a high socitey person in which Devlyn found it easy to do, all you had to do was make them feel they were the center of attention and they ate it up. Or you were a middle class in which case Devlyn didn't need to show you any respect...he was the prince after all. The door was opened but Rorek's wizened old grandmother who had a serene smile on and before Devlyn even spoke said

" He's in the training courtyard my prince" She gave him a sidelong look and Devlyn smiled at the old womans quick wit and said

" Thank you" Slightly bowing his head he made his way over to the outside training yard. There was an awful ruckus going on behind the doors and learning from the last time he busted in on Rorek's magic training opened the door slowly to see his personal guard flinging fistfulls of molten fire at a particular dummy with rage splayed all across his handsome face and cursing under his breath."Stupid idiot!...how could you even think...your a moron" Devlyn loosed a blast of icy wind from his hands, the cloud of blue and white parted around Rorek and hit the dummy covering it in frost and snow. Rorek snapped around about to yell, when his face flash froze and he lowered his head, saying

" Im sorry my lord, i need to go " He made to leave when Devlyn held up his hand " Spar- Rorek...stop, i have something to say." Rorek halted halfway to the door and turned to face him.

" I wanted to formaly thank you for defending me, i've never seen such a selfless act...im just surrounded by these stuffy people who worry only about how they can better themselves and put others down. I guess i just didn't know how to react to it, but i just want to sincerly thank you." Rorek smiled inwardly and said

" Your words are too kind my prince, I was only doing what is expected of me" Devlyn shook his head and responded " No you dont get it, i never thought that was expected of you...that was the first time my life was threated, i would have been dead if it wasn't for you." Rorek raised his head and said " I dont want anything to happen to you..." He almost clapped his hand over his mouth and looked like he just cursed at Devlyn. "i mean i cant let anything happen to you, its my job " Devlyn nodded and said

" Well thank you for doing your job, but i have a suggestion you need some more magic training; balls of fire can only go so far...i'd like to teach you some royal magicks if you'd let me, think of it as a thank you for saving my life" Rorek could barely contain himself but choked out a tenative " Of course my prince, but you need not teach me for that...it is my j-" Devlyn cut him off " You job i know, but just let me thank you like this, it will make me feel better." Rorek bowed his head and left the training area, once around the corner he leap into the air.

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