Prince Javex Is Waiting

When the two leave the tunnel they see Prince Javex talking with the guards. They're trying to learn who was with Prince Valn last and who saw where he went. Deciding to lighten the air between himself and the General, Prince Valn raised a finger to his lips and crept up to his brother quietly. The guards that saw him, along with his gesture and the General's amused look, said nothing to warn Prince Javex of his brother's presence.

"Who are you looking for?" the Prince said in his brother's ear as he watched the younger man jump and smirked at the undignified squeak that was made.

"Valn! What was that for?" all he received in response was his brother's laugh and a few amused chuckles from those watching. "That wasn't funny Brother!"

"You sound like a rabbit. Calm down, Carrots. I was just trying to lighten the mood." Smirking at his younger brother Valn ruffled the boy's hair and chuckled when his hand was swatted.

"Where were you? We were all worried you'd be grabbed and worse!"

"I was headed here and along the way General Vunfor and I came to an arrangement. You can tell mother that I have accepted the General as my bodyguard until further notice."

The Young Prince looked between his brother and the General dubiously before agreeing to speak with the Queen about the change of events. Meanwhile, the General called off the search for Prince Valn who dismissed the last of the bystanders, except for the guards patrolling the training grounds. When the two were alone they shared a look and an awkward silence stretched between them.

"Shall we train?" the General asked with a smirk. "As I recall, I defeated you last time."

Scoffing the Prince shook his head. "You wish you did, Old Man."

"Old am I? We'll see about that when I've got you bloodied and on your back."

"You're on."

"Get off."

The Prince was being pinned to the ground after an extraneous sparring match. The General hadn't held back against him and cut the strap of his armor so it now hung at an awkward slant off one shoulder. He was disarmed a few moves afterwards and now he's trying to not think of the General's smirk or the thighs straddling his stomach. The knife did nothing to dissuade his thoughts from the look he was receiving, even as it was being held to his neck.

"Do you yield, My Prince?" the man kept smirking as he was confident he would get the answer he wanted since the Prince's left arm was under his back and the right one was being held over his head.

Stubborn as always the Prince snarled, "No," before gritting his teeth as the blade dragged across his cheek threateningly. He was quickly realizing that he could only hide his scent for so long and his newfound desire to remain restrained was causing him to worry.

"I'll ask again. Do, you, yield?" the knife was held into his cheek with just enough pressure to break the skin.

Narrowing his eyes and considering his options, Valn finally concedes the match. "I yield."

The General helps him stand and keeps a grip on his wrist. "And our bargain?"

Huffing the Prince rolls his eyes, "One rose from the garden, no more."

"Thank you, Your Highness. Let us get washed and redressed."

They began their walk to the armory to put up their weapons and told the blacksmith that the leather worker would need help fixing the shoulder straps. As they headed out to the bath house, the two fell in pace with each other and remained in comfortable silence. Guards and servants made way for the Prince as usual, but now the General was included in the newly made path as well. The General felt emboldened by this new sense of control and enjoyed watching those around them hurry to clear the halls so they could walk through easily.

Even at the bath house men and servants kept the walk way clear as the Prince made his way to his usual hot spring. The enclosed space was kept private for him and his bodyguard so the General was hesitant to enter until the Prince turned back and stated that "Even acting bodyguards could enter the spring as it would be a detriment to have them elsewhere." The Prince undressed behind a panel and brought his toiletries to the spring before he lowered himself down. The General on the other hand was caught off and kept his eyes off the Prince until he was seated.

"Well, you going to join me or just stand at the door all day?" the General couldn't refuse the Prince and so he, too, stripped off his clothes and entered the hot spring. "You can use these soaps until we get yours moved in here." The Prince gestured to his basket and then saw the General's bare chest.

He stared at the General's muscles and dark skin. The hair across each breast and down towards his navel. Swallowing thickly Valn looked away and began washing his hair, but Vunfor noticed. He took the Prince's abashed nature as his cue to explore the Prince's body with his eyes as well. Enjoying the curves his Omega status granted him as well as the toned muscles years of fighting and training allowed him to hone. The General began washing himself as well before the Prince dunked himself under the water. He was starting to grow concerned when the Prince shot back up with his hair rinsed out.

"Will you wash my back for me?" the Prince asked softly.