After dinner, everyone retires to their chambers, including Draven and Aurelian. In the chamber, Aurelian sits on the bed,"how'd you make her apologise?" He asks "I just told her to" Draven answers changing into his night wear without looking at him "just told her to? Wow, sounds like you threatened her" Aurelian jokes, Draven pauses, "you don't believe me?" "Why should I?" Aurelian looks at him with a playful smirk, Draven raises an eyebrow "what?" "Nothing" Aurelian replies. Draven settles in bed ready to sleep when Aurelian straddles him and pins his wrists above his head "tell me the truth", Draven smirks "I might actually start thinking you like sitting on me, am I that comfortable?" "Shut up!" Aurelian counters ears burning red, in one swift motion Draven changed their position, pinning Aurelian beneath him with his body, "tell me, do you like physical contact or am I just special?" Draven teases with a smile, "oh shut up" Aurelian tries still blushing "you always come at me, are you that desperate?" Draven continues "I'm not desperate! I just.." Aurelian argues "you just?" Draven leans closer, their foreheads almost touching "keep coming at me and I might think you like me" "I don't like you! I hate you!" Aurelian retorts, his heart racing from the proximity, he tries to look away but Draven held his chin in place "don't look away from me pretty prince" Aurelian was almost sure Draven could hear his heartbeat with how loud his heart was racing, "D...Draven.." "shh" Draven runs his thumb over Aurelian's bottom lip, Aurelian's eyes wide, his cheeks still flushed and his lips trembling "why do I like the feeling of his hands on me? I shouldn't but..." Aurelian thinks to himself. Draven eyes locks onto Aurelian's with an unwavering intensity. "We shouldn't..." A loud knock slice through their moment, Draven quickly pulls back as if burned and stood up from the bed "who is it?" "Your highness, his majesty wants to speak with you" a guard says from outside. Draven looks at the flushed Aurelian "excuse me" he says and exit the chamber. Aurelian sits up "oh my goodness, what just happened?" He sighs running his fingers through his hair, "he looked at me like...like..." He groans "No, I can't think like this, he's my enemy, he's just trying to...". Aurelian doesn't even have any idea what he's saying anymore and just collapse into bed with a groan.
Draven walks through the corridors, his heart racing, "what was I thinking?" He asks himself,"how do I even return to bed? What does he think of me? Why am I panicking?" He runs a hand through his already messy hair before opening the large door to his father's chambers "your majesty called for me?" "Yes, son" king Malric looks at him "have a seat" Draven sits down and look at his father "you're aware the moonveils are leaving tomorrow?" His father asks "tomorrow? I didn't know" Draven says surprise creeping into his expression. He doesn't know what to feel, relief because Aurelian was leaving along with these confusing feelings or sadness? His father's voice cuts through his thoughts "yes, they're leaving tomorrow but they'll be back in less than three months for the wedding" king Malric confirms.
"Father?"
"Yes, son"
"What went wrong?"
"What do you mean?"
"You used to be best friends with Aurelian's father, how come now we sons are the treaty to your war" Draven questions. Truly, king Alaric and king Malric used to be best friends but no one knows what transpired between them to cause a war. "I do not wish to talk about it" king Malric dismissed his question "go back to your chambers and get some rest, you need it". Draven stands up and bow before leaving, he purposely did not push the matter further.
On his way back to his chambers, something interesting caught his eye, at the garden, he approached carefully and when the view came in clear, he quickly looked away and leave the scene, two guards had been doing something interesting.
Draven walked back to the chambers, his thoughts a jumbled mess, he quietly opened the door and walk in, there, Aurelian was already asleep, face still flushed. "You always look effortlessly beautiful" Draven whispers to the night air. He closed the door behind him and walk towards the bed "Aurelian, what are you doing to me? What are these feelings?" He sighed and run a hand through his hair for the nth time that night. He walked over to his own side of the bed and carefully pulled the blanket up, he settled into bed and covered both himself and Aurelian, he closed his eyes to get some rest, tomorrow Aurelian was leaving and he had to be ready.