I posted a reply on Friday!!! But I don't think it posted!! Darn it! If I have, I definitely can't see it.
I'll just retype it quickly.
Alexaander lead the elf and human gracefully out of the gilded room, smiling at them both. "It should be okay to sleep by my quarters."
The tall and graceful elf took in a deep breath, rolling his dark brown eyes, "I'd rather sleep in the paddocks by the cows."
The king laughed, "Oh, Kildowin. You and your jokes- how funny they are!"
"If only you realised they were not jokes!" the elf muttered. He stepped through the hallways smoothly, gliding along the floor with his robes, leggings and soft boots. For someone as ancient as him, he stepped with the vigour and beauty of something young and feather-like. It were as if he were a young man in the top of his prime. And Alexaander looked at him with a very soft expression, before giving another soft look towards Aaron.
"I am very lucky to be in the presence of such beautiful beings." Sighed the king. Being a member of royalty, a man, quite handsome and tall and strong, you would tke it as a high compliment when he called you 'beautiful'. Simply because he was ALWAYS in the presence of beautiful beings trying to gather his attention.
Even as they walked through the white passageways of the castle, wondering deeper and deeper into the cavernous depths of the mountain, there were servant men and women flashing loving smiles and soft eyes of utter adoration towards the royal man. They literally would stop whilst walking, flaunt their best smiles, bow and flutter their eyelashes as subtly as possible. But no one really was trying to sleep with him merely to be his wife or his lover, they did so because they were honestly in love with the king.
...And Alexaander was okay with that. He appreciated attention.
Of course hewasn't getting any frm Kildowin, who, when they began climbing up a flight of stairs, took advantage of his own long legs. He hopped up one or two steps at a time, looking as if he weren't having any trouble or clumsy as he did so. The elf was far ahead of them, knowing where was going.
Unlike the king, servants shared looks of hatred and disgust to tis elf. They were horrified that the king would spend so much time and emotion on such a creature! they were terrified a magical immortal being would take advantage of their royal highness and kill him! And they were simply hateful of any creature that was not human.
So he was given glances of disdain, and many of the servicemen and women looked at him as if he were muck. But he walked on, as if he hadn't noticed a thing. For he was used to it.
The king sighed. He often tried to get his kingdom to accept any other magical creature, such as an elf, but they were vry frightened of anything that could harm them.
The king sighed sadly, and spoke quietly to Aaron. "It is quite sad that he is treated in such a way. For someone quite so fair, intelligent and agile... Well, I suppose he deserves better. And it matters little of the relationship we used to have..." He looked on slightly wistful, before sighing, shaking his head. "But he does not deserve this treatment. You must know that when he and I first met- I was only a child- he had been a very kind and warm creature. But as the years of prejudice against his blood have worn on, he has become like his own family; cold and calculating in all respects." He mumbled with a sigh. "Do not be frightened ifhe snaps at you ocassionally- he means no harm."
Kildowin stalked on. H heard each of the king's words, and swallowed. If he were to walk faster, he could avoid having to bid the man goodnight. But then he wouldn't be able to bid the boy goodnight... And he rather did like the boy a fair bit.
