Abrose smiled softly and he patted Melian over again just to reassure her. "Maybe it'd be better if you take off your gloves more often. Makes it easier for your own horse to feel you, creat a better connection." He shrugged, and gently tugged at the reins, making Melian lower head to look at him in eyes. "And you, be nice and be good. He's harmless. For the most part." He pressed a kiss to her head before letting her go off with Easton, waving before going back to his garden. He took a few minutes to pull out some minor weeds and pick some time crops, gathering them in his shirt. He rise from his crouched position and glanced up, scanning the area carefully. The queen wants you brought in. Echoed in his mind. He dropped his gaze before moving inside, the feeling of being watched causing a shiver to crawl up his spine. She wants more than that. He silently replied his taunts, set on working on the rest of the dishes and newly picked crops. But I'd rather that then put Easron and his family at risk. I've had a decent enough life, especially recently, maybe that's enough.
Easton seemed to be taking his time with the horse while he was doing so, Nick took this time to give a knock on the front door. He sighed. For once he didn't want to do this but he was loyal to his kingdom and especially the Queen. He's never seen Easton this happy. It was nice. He cleared his throat and straightened his position. "Just arrest him…Not the hard…" He assured himself. He stood there with his hands behind his back and his posture was better than exquisite almost intimidating.
Abrose jumped and glanced up. He usually didn't have people come in at this time despite him technically still being open. He quickly dried his hand and made his way to the front. He had been sure he hadn't kicked the back door so it couldn't be Easton trying to get in. He bit his lip nervously, hoping it wasn't someone severely hurt. He sucked in a breath and opened the door, looking the make up and down, searching him for any visible wounds or blood. "Hello," he greeted warmly, if not a bit tentatively, gesturing for them to come inside. "What can I help you with tonight?" He asked, already gathering a list in his mind of things he'd need to treat an internal wound or a sickness. Spirits above he hoped he didn't need to treat an internal wound, he really did hate the sight of blood.
"Hello…my name is Nick. Easton might have mentioned me or not. Even so, I'm not here to talk about Easton. I'm here to…" He sighed. Don't falter now… "Abrose Nightgale, you are under arrest for the illegal use of magic, so thus the Queen has ordered your arrest. I suggest you come peacefully or I will have to get physical and we both know who would win in a fight like that." The fae had stated. He hated to rip away the one person that made Easton happy, but he needed to for his kingdom and the Queen. "Easton will be brought in as well in fact my men should get getting him as we speak. He has betrayed the Kingdom by hiding you and keeping you safe, which is a great offense, as you should know he has been tasked with catching you, but he has refused to do so. I have been watching the two of you for quite some time, his loyalty will be questioned. Would you like to object and resist or will you come with me quietly?" He pulled out thick metal cuffs with chains attached to them. They would hinder the use of magic.
Abrose recognized the Fae when the name was mentioned, having seen and heard his name in passing at the ball but he hadn't realized exactly who he was. A higher ranking guard for the queen. If Easton was the captain, the this Fae must have been a second, considering how easily they spoke of each other. He paled at the mention of the arrest and took an instinctual step back. "The last Fae to say that, fell in love with me so I'd be careful." He joked, despite the current situation. He tore his gaze away from Nicj for a moment and watched as his plants wilt almost immediately, stems turning black and delicate blooms falling apart, even his peonies had died. "Yes!" He cried out, back hitting a wall. "Yes I object! If you have been watching us for so long then tell me! Tell me what I have done that is so illegal. Show me the proof you have witnessed that I possess magic." He demanded, having not noticed tears were streaming down his face until his vision became blury. "Please, take me in but leave him out of this. You know he doesn't deserve that." He begged, eyeing the cuffs
Nick sighed. I have no proof but that's what the queen desires, I must carry out those orders no matter what. Easton should've already been taken out and heading to the castle. I wish to not harm you in his process but if I have to I will." He entered the house his footsteps sounding heavy. It almost felt as if the floor shook under his feet. He opened the cuffs. "I know Easton cares about you a lot and there is no way he wouldn't try to stop whatever the queen has planned for you. I won't get in the way but there's no reason for you to stay. We already have an eyewitnesses. From all the people you've helped and even the guards as well.
Abrose shook his head in disbelief and pressed the heel of his hand to his head, breath coming in short as his mind swam with thoughts. How many of his patients and customers and friends had betrayed him? Had there been obvious signs that they shouldn't have been trusted? How many guards had he let into his home, let them see his secretive room just because they had been injured or desperately needed his help? How many times did Abrose shove aside that worry in favor of helping those in need. His chest clenched at the thought of all those who had turned on him, filling the room with a sickly sweet scent as the plants continued to rot and die. He whimpered softly andshook his head "fine," he ground out. "Do what you feel is right."
Nick closed the cuffs around his wrists pulling the chains and led him out of the house. He notices how easily the plants started to die. To be honest it scared him. The horse was left alone in the yard and Easton was nowhere to be found. "They did not betray you…they were threatened to tell the truth or else they would die. We do what we do to keep order. If we need to force the truth out we will. Your thoughts are very loud. I could hear them from a mile away." Nick stated. "You will mean Easton in your cell then you will be called to your trials."
"is that supposed to be a comfort? Knowing that you and your men threatened those I took care of, some already suffering enough just to get to me? Am I really that much of a danger that it took you two of your best sentinals and threatening innocent people just to bring me in?" Abrose barked a painful laugh, stumbling as he was yanked to the horses. He scanned the area the best he could, only seeing Melian, trotting around the area nervously. Abrose shook his head, silently praying she'd stay put or at least find someone who's take good care of her while he could get back, if he ever got back. "If my thoughts are so loud then you would have known just how little threat I pose ymto you and your queen." He muttered, wincing as his wrists were already starting to be rubbed raw. He lifted his head up and tilted it slightly "you're the one Easton likes." He missed. "He told me asked someone to the ball and they turned him down. You're them, aren't you?"
Nick scoffed and kept walking. "What does that have to do with anything. Your intentions and goodwill don't matter. The Queen ordered it and I carry out her orders. It doesn't matter the lengths I have to go to I get my work done. Trust me I have much more important things to think about than worry about people I hurt." His breath hitched when matched the rejection he gave Easton. Nick stopped in his track letting his feet rest softly on the ground. "So what if I am what does that have to do with you. Nick stopped in his track letting his feet rest softly on the ground. Why would you mention something so incovient?" He growled.
"you and your Queen won't have a kingdom to serve with that mentality." Abrose replied, glaring at Nick's back. He stopped a few feet away and shrugged, glancing down at his chained wrists and trying his best not to flinch. His mother and sister weren't given this treatment. They burned at the stakes, not dragged to the castle like some prized game to be trued "oh it has nothing to do with me.I merely just made the connection and thought I'd voice it. After all, how much worse can my situation get right now?" He gave a sweet grin though internally his body was screaming at him to at least try to get away from the male. "Inconvenient? Why, I thought you said you didn't care the length you had to go to get your job done, didn't care about the people you hurt. Why all of a sudden the hesitation when I mention your friend?" He tilted his innocently, knowing he was walking a very thin line but again, how much worse could it be dying here by Nick's hands than the Queen's?
"Just stop talking and move," Nick growled and pulled on the chains once he started walking again. "The castle isn't too far." Nick kept his focus on everything around even the slightest footsteps from far away he could hear very easily. "Your thoughts are so loud can you just shut up please." He was getting annoyed. He didn't mind his hearing but Ambrose's thoughts were especially loud. He whipped his head up and nodded. "I just got the news that Easton woke up, finally. The man can sleep forever. The point is he's not having a fun time right now. I now have to present you to the queen as well as Easton."
"I can't turn off my thoughts." Abrose replied, catching himself as he nearly tripped from being yanked. He lifted his head at The mention of Easton, brows creasing worry. They had knocked him out, either by force or with a sedative. Abrose knew for a fact he wouldn't be able to treat any wounds or sickness once they got to the dungeons. At least they could see each other once he arrived. But Abrose wondered for how long they'd be able to stay together before his trial. "Thank you for telling me." He muttered, falling completely silent as he followed Nick.
Nick sighed. "Finally….some peace and quiet." Nick eventually got to the dungeon part of the castle. He walked past multiple people groaning and wanting food. While others were still seriously injured and laid in a pile of other people's bones. It was hell in reality. "We'll come up onto Easton's cell in a second or two."
Easton's vision was hazy and his head was killing him, almost like a really bad hangover. He sat up his hearing muffled. Groaned trying to put pressure on his head but his hands were bound by chains. The smell of rotting flesh and dirt had filled his nose. He finally realized where he was. The place he would go to torment other people and leave them to rot, the dungeon. "Fucking hell." he yelled.
Abeise scanned the area, letting his eyes get used to the darkness surrounding them both. He caught a few movements among the voids if darkness they called cells. His breath caught more than once as they passed skeletons and half dead people, all too well knowing he'd be useless to these people here. He flicked his gaze up and started to look closer into the cells, praying to the Spirits that Easton wasn't one of the hundreds of people down here that were rotting away and unconscious. He flinched when he heard the yell, eyes flashing with fear as he followed close to Nick, chains rattling as his hands shook in fear
He stood in front of Easton's cell opening the gate with a key toggled on his waist. He swung the cell door open. Easton looked up out of surprise. "Nick? Really?" He didn't sound surprised if anything it was almost expected. He was just angry and tired." Nick didn't respond instead pushed ABrose into the cell before closing it. and locking it.
"Your trial will be-"
Easton growled from the way he treated Abrose. "In an hour I know. I was the captain of the guard you know." He glared at Nick watching him walk away. "Hey, are you okay? Did he hurt you? I swear if he laid even one finger on him I'm gonna rip his throat out with my teeth." A low growl came from the back of his throat once the blood started to drip from his forehead.
Abrise stubbled inside the cell but eventually made it to Easton's side, breathing a sigh of relief at seeing him alive and seemingly unharmed, save for the blood on his head from where he assumed they had hit him unconscious. He glanced between the males, worried that they'd indeed start a fight but Nick turned away before anything could happen. He swallowed thickly, an hour. He's only have an hour left before he'd be sentenced to death, or worse. He shook the thought out of his mind and gently pressed a hand to Easton's face. "No, no he didn't. But let's focus on you for a bit, yeah?" He knelt down on the ground, tugging Easron down with him and gently brushing aside his hair to have a better look at the wound. He silently thanks the Spirits that it wasn't so deep. Tearing off a piece of his shirt, he balled it up and gently pressed it to wound until the bleeding slowed. "Some first, technically second, first date huh?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine I just…." he looked up to Abrose with a small laugh. "Yeah, I know it seems like all our dates are always ruined huh. When we get out of here we can have a third first date. How does that sound?" Easton leaned into his touch. "It's nothing I'm just glad he didn't hurt you. If he hurt you, I would've gone crazy. He couldn't move his hand as they were chained to the wall. He tugged at the wanting to reach other and touch Abrose's face, but he couldn't. He leaned his head down into Abrose's shoulder. He felt like he could rest there forever. Even if he did by the time he woke up it would be time for their trial. "I'm sorry I got you into this it shouldn't have happened like this." He mumbled.
Abrose lightly stroked through Easton's hair, scooting close to him "Don't be sorry, my dear. I'll be alright, no matter what happens." He murmured reassuringly, gently cupping Easton's cheek and tilting his head up. "Just stay awake with me, okay?" He softly pleased, pressing soft kisses to Easton's features. "I would never have regretted having tonight with you." He murmured, offering a small smile despite their situation. "After the trial they'll let you go right?" He took a glance over at the door in worry as they time together shortened
"I don't regret any second I spent with you." Easton smiled loving the feeling of Abrose being there with him. "The circumstances aren't good but if I didn't have you I don't know how long I would last down here." he chuckled softly. He closed his eyes again. "I…I do not know my love. To them, I have committed a great crime. To us, it seems like nothing. I don't know what they'll do to me, but I can promise you, I won't let them hurt you in any way. If they even dare to ruin the most handsome face in the world I won't hesitate. The only problem is how to get out of these chains. They block my stretch and all my heightened senses. So right now I'm just a regular human…" Easton tilted his head up managing to place a kiss on Abrose's cheek. "How about we take this time to get to know each other better. A way to pass time." He suggested.
"The same goes for you. If they dare hurt you, I won't let them. I-i don't know how but I won't let them." He promised, looking up at the chains that bound Easton to the wall. He could feel the chain's power as well, diminishing his own abilities and making him feel sick. Despite that he smiled defiantly and gently nuzzled Easton's cheek. "Human huh? And here I thought you'd despise being one of us a bit more, sweet love." He chuckled lightly and tilted his head curiously, glad for even a single chance to be distracted. "Alright, what do you want to know?" He asked softly, pressing a kiss to his lips for a moment
He closed his eyes for a second, letting the kiss sink in before trying to catch Abrose's lips before they left his. "You're cute when you threaten people," he smirked. "I do just not you." he thought for a moment of his questions. "How about…have you ever taken a day off of work before the time we went out drinking together." He smiled thinking about the memory, but it soon fades to black, not being able to remember most of that night. "Oh and what's your favorite word." They seemed like silly questions to ask, but he didn't want to think about the situation they were in right now. He would remember these answers later for future purposes.
Abrise shook his head. "Besides when I got sick or Mel forced me to ever once in a while, no never volunterily I'd I could help it. He replied shrugging slightly. "I like my job. It's a lot but I never really wanted to be away from it so long." He glanced up, a light blush crossing his features as he remembered snippets of their shared drunken night together. He tilted his head at the second question. "My favorite word?" He echoed, bunching his lips to the side for a moment as he thought about it. He breath a laugh and smiled softly "extraordinary." He replied. "Mama used to say it all the time. Especially when me and my sister were around."
"My favorite word-well actually it's to but-my favorite is sea anemone. It's very fun to say. So when you do have free time what do you do? Also, If you had the chance or the opportunity would you move out of the country? Whether it was for someone offered you a well-paying job doing someone you love or going with me…" He said the last part quietly. He always got shy when he was asked certain questions like this. They were hard to answer and sometimes the answer was very hard to receive.
Abrose gave a soft laugh and nodded his agreement. "You're right, that is a fun word to say." He shifted slightly and went back to pressing the piece of clothing to Easton's brow. "I don't really do much if I have free time. Mostly just walk around and hang out with Mel."he sighed softly, now finding how sad that sounded, but what could he do when he technically wasn't even supposed to be alive? "Out of the country?" He echoed, blinking in surprise. Would he be able to leave? Of course not in the situation they're in now but maybe after if he had the chance, would he be willing to leave his family home? He looked up at Easton and immediately knew the answer. There was nothing keeping him here, even if this was where he grew up. "Yes," he whispered. "With you, I'd go anywhere."
