Sorry, I've Been Eating Dessert

Erys was not privy to the mind of the King, he was truly so far beneath him how could he begin to know what his thoughts were. Why he did what he did. But part of him had to know, after everything that had already happened between them in the short time that Erys called this place home. He was supposed to be there for every need the King might desire of him. So far he’d been a sorry excuse for a servant. He’d not been strong enough to fill his first bath, he’d awoken his master with his night terror, caused him to slam his hip into the door in his hurry to see to his wound. Something… Something had happened when that fire was sparked between the two of them. Erys wasn’t allowed to have feelings, but if Chimera was truly who he seemed… Erystotle wouldn’t be able to deny their existence forever.

So he had to follow after Chimera, he had to know if he had done something to cause the King to pull away from him so suddenly after… Erys spoke his question and then Chimera was turning on his heel. An expression of frustration and anger playing over his features, his teeth shining as they flashed. The familiar feeling of anticipation, waiting for the punishment to come from his transgression. As he so justly deserved for disobeying his order.

He cringed, but he received neither tongue nor paw lashing. A sigh fell heavily from Chimera’s lips and then he repeated his desire. Blue tipped ears slicked to his head as Rys lowered his features in submission. He would not force the King to reprimand him further. Still uncertain why his punishment did not descend. ”Yes, your Grace.” Erys whispered softly and turned swiftly to return to the keep.