Chapter 51

"Are you okay?" he asked the Prince who was still breathing hard.

Prince Ron coughed a bit more then sighed deeply, resting his head against his beloved's strong chest. "I'm better now that you're here."

Zedekiel thought he didn't hear right. "What?"

The Prince suddenly realised what he said then he raised his head and cleared his throat. "I mean, I'm fine. I'm happy you saved me. Thank you, your Majesty."

He peered up at Zedekiel and his breath hitched for Zedekiel was so handsome up close. Ron wondered how he could be so lucky to find such a handsome man. He stared up at him, using the opportunity to admire those deep violet eyes framed by dense wet silver lashes down to that straight nose then thin pink lips. His skin was pale and silvery, like the sheen of a moon. He wished he could touch it, to know what the skin of the Elf King felt like.