You Didn't Make the Naughty List

Erys assured him whom he belonged to, but Chimera didn't need to hear it. He knew it. He'd made it abundantly clear from the transfer of ownership what was expected and what the consequences of failure would be. There was no escape from the midnight and snow beast. Erys would never escape him, just like Siren, Aliana, Dalila... they all belonged to him. They were all his.

"Go to sleep, Erystotle," the king instructed. He would hold the man until he slept. He would ward off the nightmares as promised. Perhaps he would stay the whole night or perhaps he would leave before morning. Whatever felt right, he would do. For now, the pale man needed his rest and perhaps he could rest easier knowing that he was being watched over.

---Time skip---

As it turned out, Chimera did gently extract himself from around the sleeping man once he was asleep and seemed to be resting well. He gently padded from the room, sliding the door shut quietly behind him. Chimera then went back to his own room, sliding into the furs beside Aliana for the rest of the night, though it was his turn to have issues with sleep. Instead of sleeping, the man simply stared into the fire, mulling over the paths that his future could take.

"Speech"