Rak while preparing for the medicinal bath, he look at his own reflection on the plain water which is warm.
He look as if he lost in time. While he added everything for the bath. After that he cut his own palm and dropped a few drops of his blood.
While he did, he thought what he said to Artit:
"Phi... you know that my blood—" his voice stuck; "my blood will calm him but it's temporary, also I don't know how his body will react, So... you need..."
Rak looked at the floor and bowed while Artit said, "It doesn't matter, at least it won't let him hurt..." as his voice low like a lifeless man.
Rak sighed after getting everything and waited for Artit in the large, cold yet warm bath.
In the bedroom, Artit was sitting on the edge of the bed like a statue.
He looks at Toffee who was shivering and burning. Knowing he can't do anything, Artit sit cold as stone, while his face and body dried up.
A single tear fall from one eye,like a colourless petal while Artit slowly leaned to Toffee and kissed his lips. While the kiss shared both saltiness of lost love and sorrow.
With a breaking voice, Artit said, "This time we can go together, if that's what fate decides."
Artit covered Toffee in a blanket and carried him to the bath.
While the mansion has another small mansion, only the family members knew about it .
The path was vast and rough. It was cold and shivering, yet at the same time, it felt like it was burning.
Along the way, Toffee didn't take his hand grip from Artit. It was like he was unconsciously tightening him.
He entered the room. The bath was built very traditional, yet with expensive marbles.
The air was filled with white steam, yet it was silent with a burning feeling.
Rak nodded as silent as everything was ready.
While he prepared to go back, he reminded Artit again: "Phi, you don't forget what I said, right?"
With a heavy face and without even a reply, Artit watched as Rak walked away.
As Rak left, he walked as if he were angry with himself. He took a long breath and looked at his hand.
"If only I was normal, wouldn't it be good?" he said to himself. The cut he had made was already gone, as if it never happened.
They both are in the bath, while naked. They are closer than a few minutes before. Toffee is leaning toward Artit chest. While Artit keeps checking his body.
Toffee slowly opens his eyes, but within seconds he closes his eyes. While Toffee started to touch his body uncontrollably, the burning of his body increases.
Artit quickly grab him and made him sit on his lap. While doing this Artit's face became more cold and expressionless.
"It's alright, I'm here, it's gonna hurt, but you can do that right?"
While Toffee was just leaning his head, his body was already starting to burn and Toffee bites the shoulder of Artit, while he was still unconscious.
Artit slowly uses his tongue, he licked the nipples and chest while Toffee body is already pale as white.
The excessive licking make pale Red marks left in the body of Toffee.
"Ah... Mmm..." Toffee moaned but his voice was low & weak. Artit pretend, if he didn't he can't take his pain.
Both of their lips were dry and rough while only wet because of water and saliva.
Artit started more kissing, while he use his tongue also. Artit slowly lift Toffee's one leg, and slowly balance Toffee head with his another hand.
He uses his finger to enter the most rough part while Toffee, "Ahh..."— he started crying in pain.
Artit closed his face to Toffee while Artit slowly made himself enter the inside of Toffee.
"It's alright," Artit said, but he became more expressionless. As Artit entered, the water from the bath drifts and slips.
The water entered the inside of Toffee just as Artit did. Artit slowly moved his hip as the air filled with the sound of water and the pain of Toffee. While Artit closed his eyes just as in pain.
"Ahh..." Toffee started crying more loudly using his last voice which is breaking.
It broke the last cold left in Artit. He quickly pulled Toffee and covered him into his arms.
"I'm not doing this , we don't need to do," Artit's tears were falling into the storming water. "It's okay."
He pulled and covered Toffee more. He kissed his head, and Toffee stopped crying. "We don't need to do," Artit said, but his voice was breaking.
"Mmm... Mm..." Toffee hummed while he hugged Artit and fell into a deeper unconscious sleep while they stayed just like that for hours.
While in the Wat Nirand Temple....
Master is still outside, looking at the darkness that gives enough scares to the normal ones.
Suddenly he told the monk, "Is she done with her training? I will be absent for a while. Tell her to protect while I'm not here."
"I will tell her after her night spells complete. Master, are you going now? The Succession Ceremony has only few days left," the monk said while he was genuinely worried.
"The eyes are everywhere. Anyone who has an eye for my seat is watching. Our world has already had so many unnatural things. What we call superstitions sometime save a life. There are only few of us, that's why protecting is our duty. Let superstition be superstition. But make sure we don't give false hope, nor we don't let a hopeless soul to die in pain. This is our duty— we can just silently protect & guard our little world."
As the heavy words gave a sense of enlightenment to the monk...
Suddenly, a black car entered the temple gates, its headlights cutting through the heavy darkness and lighting the path. A figure stepped out of the vehicle as the Master spoke.
"Oh... you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a while."
The figure bowed their head with the utmost respect.
In that moment, their silence carried more weight than any words ever could.