Three years ago...

Awari closed his eyes and put a hand over his rapidly beating heart, “I need to sleep for a week now.” After giving himself a few minutes to calm down, Awari opened his eyes to meet the piercing blue eyes of the human he had been gifted as a consolation prize for losing his claim to the throne.

The human that was far too close... and far too pretty...

Awari jolted in surprise, pressing his back against the wall. The human had gotten his face within inches of Awari without Awari noticing. Strangely the human seemed to hold no fear nor even apprehension towards Awari, staring at him with only some slight puzzlement.

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Awari couldn’t smell a hint of nervous sweat on him, nor much of anything at all. Awari frowned, his dark brows furrowing as he leaned in to try and find his scent. His scent was much subtler than most humans; he smelled simple, light, and pure like a clear mountain stream.

The puzzled human tilted his head slightly to the side, his long white hair sliding over his shoulder to fall across his soft, cute face, “are you okay?”

Awari raised his hand up and placed it on the human’s cool, soft cheek, catching a few strands of his hair in his fingers. Awari’s palm gently squished the human’s cheek, forcing his eye partially shut. “What’s your name?” he asked in a whisper.

The human put his hand over Awari’s and answered, “Kiaris.”