Allias entered the room he shared with Theseus like a strom, furious and in a hurry only to face his lover sitting on the bed together with Ea and Ares as they played a very heated game of cards. He looked at them his jaw tensed as they stopped moving and Theseus smiled cutely hoping that their king wouldn't explode. Ea picked up the cards from the bed in a hurry and not having somewhere to put them he threw them in the floor. Ares sighed as he stared at them.
"The only round I was winning. Great." He mumbled and Ea smacked the back of his head. "Ouch!" He screamed and soon the ekeves noticed that Mark was standing behind their king. So he was the one who had caused his wrath. The elf king grabbed his friend from his arm and sat him down at the edge of the soft bed. Mark crossed his legs and looked all over around him, his eyes spotting every single detail in the room as he tried desperately to avoid Allias' piercing stare.