It was weird.

You noticed that Élois hasn't talked to you at all ever since last night. You had looked in his room for him, everywhere in the castle even—except the throne room. As you shuffled your way there, you saw the other butlers and maids staring at you, and you couldn't exactly figure out why. Sure, you did have a make-out session with Élois last night, but there's no way somebody would've caught you two.. Right?

Well.

You were right outside the entrance to it, and was about to open the door till you heard yelling. You paused for a moment before deciding to eavesdrop. It was the king—Élois' father. All you could hear was pure fury and rage spewing out of the throne room. You could only make out small parts but you put the puzzle pieces together.

"How dare YOU disgrace this family?! I demand you to leave that worthless slave, or else I'll be sure to cut you off and on to the streets you shall go too."

Oh god. You knew the king was referring to you.

Of course, you didn't want to break up, not with the man that you have loved for so long. You made your way back to Élois' room, where you were supposed to be. And it didn't take too long for him to return to his chamber. His face looked worried, sad, and yet a bit nervous. He was far too soft-spoken to actually muster up the courage. His eyes were red, like he was sobbing and you could see some bruises lingering underneath certain pieces of his clothing.

"Hello..." Élois muttered, and it was the first time he looked away from you, ever since he confessed.