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Angel's Song

By: Jetfire
folder Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 17
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Must it be like this?

AN: I love you all for reviewing and for reading and generally HUGS am in such a good mood, holiday soon yeah yeah yeah.

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King Apol was worried about his son. He hadn’t turned up for dinner and when asked, Cortax had only replied he had no interest in where his fiancée was spending his time. Something was amiss and the king wasn’t enthused about it. He made his way towards Ainu’s chamber, worry about the fact that he had caused all these problems in the first place. The marriage to Cortax was nothing more then politics and a deterrent to war. If Ainu married Cortax, then the Lotorn Kingdom would not rage war on them as they had threatened to do all those years. The king sighed, decisions were always hard to make, but this one had been the hardest in all his years, because it involved his son and the people whose care had been placed in his hands. He wanted his son to be happy, and his people safe but it seemed both could not be achieved at the same time. He reached his son’s door, his heart clenched at the strangled sobs that he heard coming from inside the room.

”Ainu, Ainu my sweet little boy open the door.” The sobs stopped and feet could be heard padding across the floor towards the door which was pulled open. The king looked into the tear stained of his son.

“Ainu what has happened? Why are you crying?” He led his son into the room and closed the door. Sitting on the soft bed, he pulled him into a gentle embrace like he used to when Ainu was a small child.

“Tell your old father what the matter is.” Rubbing gentle circles on his son’s back, King Apol felt something nagging at the back of his mind, a guilty strand that told him he knew exactly what was wrong with his child.

“Please don’t make me marry him father. Please don’t make me marry Cortax.”

“Child you know I cannot go back on my word now and neither can you. Think of the war that would rage upon our country if we did?”

“But father he is a brute, he just wants me as a trophy. It will be like living in a golden cage, what use is life if it is being lived in a cage even if it is a golden one?” He sobbed into his father’s chest. “He attacked me in the baths, he was going to…to..:” The king pulled his son up and looked him straight into the eyes.

“He attacked you? He was going to touch you in an indecent way?”

“Yes father, if Syrus hadn’t come, I do not know what would have happened. Please do not make me marry him, I beg you father.” The king’s mind was in turmoil. He was furious at the discretion against his only child, he wanted to call the engagement off right away but he knew that the armies waiting at the borders of his kingdom would invade and wreak havoc among his people.

“Ainu, I wish I could break of the engagement, but you know as well as I do what the repercussions of such an action would be my angel. We have no allies who are strong enough to face King Thorax and his men. There was a reason for this engagement and you know it well.”

“Yes father. I do not know how to defend myself against him any longer when we are married though. You said my powers would leave me because he does not embrace them. How am I to stop him from doing things I do not want him to do? I do not want to have his children.”

“If there was a way child, any other way I would go it. You know though that unless their family is involved the elves do not aid anyone no matter how good friends we are. I am at the end of my wisdom my child. It causes me heart ache to have to sacrifice you to that uncultured brute.” Ainu rested his hot cheek against his father tunic; his words soothed him somewhat though they did nothing for his troubled heart.

“I shall be brave father. I will try to make the best of it and to raise our children to be good.” Ainu swallowed at this, the mere thought making him want to throw up. He would just have to think about his one time with Syrus that had to keep him going. “Mayhap his seed will not manage to create anything at all, if he does not hit the correct spot.”

“Maybe Ainu, maybe.” The king however doubted this would occur, but he did not want to take his son’s little sliver of hope. He looked down at his son who seemed to have fallen asleep, tear tracks still stained his cheeks. He tucked him in between the black satin sheets and brushed away a strand of silver blonde hair. The king quickly pressed a kiss to Ainu’s brow and then left him to sleep in peace.

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Syrus paced his room. He cursed the gods and laws of his people that forbade him to marry the one he loved. He was an elf, immortal, he would live forever what did he need an heir for? He looked at the books that he had brushed off his desk in anger, a fire burned within him that had not burned for a very long time. He wished there was something in his power to change how things were; that brute did not deserve Ainu, why was King Apol giving his precious son to that…that monster? There was a gentle knock at his door, he tore it open and was frowned at by two soft lavender eyes.

“Temper, temper Syrus. What has got into you?” Faye placed a placating hand onto Syrus’ shoulder. She was however glad to see him show some emotion.

“That monster.”

“What monster Syrus, you are speaking in riddles.” Faye bent down to pick up the discarded books.

“Prince Cortax, he tried to desecrate Ainu. I just about managed to stop him.” Faye’s eyes blazed.

“How dare he?” Quickly she placed a book back on Syrus’ desk. “Tell me Syrus, do you know Ainu’s mother’s name?”

“It was Areana. Why?”

“Never you mind.” And with that Faye disappeared with a great billowing of her skirts. Syrus stared after her, but after a few minutes decided he to go and sit in his watching perch that he had been using to view Ainu from this last month.

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Reike: You shall have to wait and see if Ainu gets pregnant wont you? But yeah fried penis deserved it the bastard did. SHould have dropped off. Thanks for reviewing. *hugs hugs* *kiss kiss*

Aki: My ego is now completely bloated, i love the fact that you love my story. I love this one too and unfortunatly am neglecting my other one...i feel bad but hey people seem to like this more. Please carry on reading and reviewing. Love you for it! *HUGS HUGS KISS KISS*

Zelassi: Even though you wrote three reviews (fine with me that is) i will just reply once, sorry bout htat, the long one was very very nice nad the others too...i'm fine with you writing three things...thihihi. *hugs for you too* Oh about the spelling and grammar mistakes, firstly its british english not american english, secondly i do have someone to check this for me, thirdly english is my second language so please be linient oki?

myoregon: Cortax deserves to have more then his balls fried but never you mind I will get to him in time and when i do....muhhahahaha <---evil laugh. Let yourself be surprised but let it be known i hate long drawn out pregnancies too. oh and hugs of course.

random-laughter: i love this story too much to not update you know. Thanks for bothering to review, its very much appreciated you know. *hugs for you too*

Dreamforever: I shall keep going i shall. Glad you love it, hugs

Chibi-Berry: Ha addiction to my story, sooo flattered I am. Phew well here's something to satisfy your addiction. *hugs for you too for reviewing* Love me

Ari90: seems like everyone loved the fried penis! Ha, wouldn't you like to be able to do that to some guys, yes you would wouldn't you. Thank ye for yer review *huggles*

Laith: Now my dear, nobody likes cortax because he is an asshole, your not meant to like him, your meant to hate him. As to the rest my lovely muse, well must I say more *HUGE HUGS*

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