The Desert Flower (IorixAmria)

[fearless]

Amria held the kiss not wanting to let go. He heard a knock in the other room then froze, "Its probably a servant summoning me," he told him frightened.

[praiseofblood]

Iori moved to the shadows just in case, concealing himself in the darkness as Amria got out of the pool.

[fearless]

Amria got out of the bath and wrapped the robe around him. "Yes?" he called as he opened the door. "The Prince's guest has arrived early and they wish to see you now." He nodded, "I just got out of the bath...I need to dress." The servant nodded, "I will inform them."

[praiseofblood]

Iori growled at this. What the hell?!

[fearless]

Amria shut the door then moved back inside. "I am sorry," he whispered then went to his closet to find something to wear.

[praiseofblood]

"It is not your fault." Iori said, tucking some hair behind Amria's ear. "This is the last day."

[fearless]

Amria nodded then kissed him after he pulled on his clothes. "Then we will be free."

[praiseofblood]

Iori nodded before heading back in the shadows as Amria left the room.

[fearless]

Amria wasn't back till thirty minutes before midnight. He had snuck out as soon as he could. He looked shaken up and frightened even more so then he ususally did. He looked for Iori wanting to go into his arms.

[praiseofblood]

Iori looked at his frightened mate and pulled him into his arms, before shushing him and holding him. "Come with me." he ordered softly, pulling the male into the hallways and into a servants passage that lead to the cliff face. "Come." he said quietly, leading Amria to the cliffs. "Don't look down." he whispered.

[fearless]

Amria nodded to him, knowing he was protecting him. He kept his eyes on his back as he followed him quickly.

[praiseofblood]

The climb down was grueling, even with the steps' help. Iori and Amria both were sweaty and tired by the time they got to the shoreline. A dark figure sat on a small boat, looking up at the figures' approach.

"It is I." Iori called, and the figure on the boat squinted at them. "Get in, hurry up." the Daemon urged.

[fearless]

Amria got in as he was told then looked back to Iori. He hoped he was coming with, he never wanted to leave him.

[praiseofblood]

Iori climbed in behind Amria, and he looked at the male, pulling him close. "It will be alright." he assured.

[fearless]

Amria melted into him a smile on his face. He liked having him near, "I love you," he told him shyly as he started to play with one of his hands.