CH 4

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'what is happening now?'

Davian is having an internal crisis, Ron is smiling benignly at the poor soul and Cale is GoD knows where.

'why do I feel like my life is in danger?'

The black-blue haired man is having all wh- questions about his current life. He just came here to meet his boyfriend not be interrogated.

He feels like he's being tested by everyone even children.

"would you like to have some tea? Lord Adler"

'do I have a choice?'

"I would be grateful"

'If you leave me alone scary uncle'

"Davi, are you in the room?"

"yes, I am"

Cale could hear the deepest sorrows in his lover's voice.

'He must be with Ron. Poor boy I hope he didn't lose his sanity just yet'

"hoho, you must be close with young master Cale"

Davian only smiled and sipped the tea.

'Cale, sweetie, say something I don't need a statue in this room'

"Come with me, you still have to explore the city"

"Sure"

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Cale and Davian were walking in the city, disguised and alone. 

"I feel like I just escaped my death"

Davian expressed his sentiment while holding the redhead's hand for comfort

"then it's a good thing before this encounter you already experienced life and death situations"

"what a unique way my boyfriend has to comfort people"

"I know right, it works most of the time"

"Then I guess I'll have to be your only exception" 

"I'm honoured"

Cale replied with a teasing smirk making the other company blush.

'why isn't he dense in these type of situations'

"Well, I brought my lyre here, should I play it?"

'what an obvious attempt of changing subject'

"do whatever you want"

(the lyre)

Davian started playing the lyre it was a beautiful melody and attracted many people who stopped there for a break

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Davian started playing the lyre it was a beautiful melody and attracted many people who stopped there for a break.

'is he playing *can't help falling in love*? This boy really will be the death of me'

On their way back

"next time I will bring a kalimba"

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