A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 225. Chapter 225

Bright sunlight came in from the skylight at noon and fell on the face of the young man who had been asleep for a long time.

Suddenly, Gallan opened his eyes slowly as the eyelashes moved.

The familiar view of the bedroom came into his eyes, and the strong smell of decoction lingered on the tip of his nose.

He was not lying down. Someone seemed to lift him up from his sleep and leaned on the head of the bed.

He tilted his head and looked out the window.

The sun was shining outside the window, and by the water in the courtyard, large patches of lavender hyacinths were gently swaying in the warm wind.

The stone statue of the star goddess Isdar stood in the center of the courtyard, and the fountain that fell from her fell into the air.

When Garlan looked at the beautiful scenery shrouded in sunlight outside the window, the golden pottery bowl containing the pitch black potion was handed in front of him.

He turned his head subconsciously, and saw the magistrate who had brought the medicine bowl in front of him standing by the bed, looking at him with slightly bent eyes.

“Taputi…”

Tapti just helped Garlan up, and then turned around to take the bowl of steaming potion.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Garlan looking out the window with her eyes open.

Startled for a moment, a slight smile appeared on Tapti’s face. She did not call him aloud, but gently walked to the bed and passed the medicine bowl in her hand to the prince.

The magistrate looked at Garlan tenderly and said, “Prince, take medicine.”

Gallan gave a hum, took the medicine bowl, and drank all the bitter potion.

The potion was so bitter that his tongue was a little tingling. When he put down the bowl, his beautiful face wrinkled all over.

Tapti who took the bowl smiled, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he stuffed a small piece of sweet cheese cake into the wrinkled boy’s mouth.

The rich milk scent spreads in the mouth, sweet, covering the bitterness of the mouth.

Garlan sat leaning on the bed, chewing the cake in his mouth obediently.

The sweet taste seemed to relax his whole body, bringing a warm feeling together with the sun.

Suddenly, someone’s face flashed past in memory.

“…Taputi.”

“Yes?”

“Huimos…he’s been here all the time, hasn’t he?”

“Yes, prince, he has always been by your side.” Tapti replied, “It’s just that his subordinates came to see him just before you woke up, so he just went to the next room.”

She asked, “Should I call him over for you now?”

Gallan shook his head.

“Taputi, just wait here.”

After he finished speaking, he got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom quickly.

In order to cover up the news of his illness, the maids and attendants were strictly ordered to stay outside the palace, and could not easily enter without permission, so the hall was empty at the moment, and there was no one else.

Garlan looked around for a while, and then walked straight to the only room with the door closed on the left side of the hall.

Just as he walked to the door and reached out to push the door, a rather intense voice came out.

“Are you really going to give up like this—”

Gallan’s hand had been pressed on the door, but stopped, and did not force to push.

He stood at the door, a little at a loss, and felt like he couldn’t move forward or retreat.

Unlike the huge doors outside the palace, the doors inside the palace are mainly beautiful and lightweight, most of which are hollowed out and carved with patterns, which hardly block the sound.

Therefore, at this moment when he hesitated, all the following conversations in it had been passed into his ears.

“…I feel bad.”

Finally, the familiar low voice came from inside.

Garlan’s hand on the door paused.

After a while, he retracted his hand, turned and left, as if he had never been here.

…………

Asking Soga to leave, Huimos returned to the bedroom, opened the translucent veil, and raised his head to meet the golden pupil that he was looking at in both directions.

The bright eyes are like golden gems placed in the sun.

It was at noon, when the sun was at its brightest, and the whole room was bright.

The boy was sitting on the bed, his complexion was fair, and his long golden hair was scattered from his shoulders, reflecting the sunlight, as if the boy sitting at this moment was glowing with golden light.

That scene is indescribably beautiful.

The corners of Hiemos’ lips raised slightly, and he stepped forward, stood by the bed, and leaned down.

He put his hand on Garlan’s forehead and tested the temperature there.

“The fever is gone.”

He said, sweeping the room around.

“Where is Tapti?”

“…She guarded me for two days, too hard, I let her go to rest.”

Because he wanted to talk to Huimos alone, Gallan deliberately moved Taputi away.

Huimos hummed casually, without further questioning. In fact, he didn’t care about the whereabouts of the female officer. The reason for asking was just because he didn’t think there was anyone taking care of Gallan.

He retracted his hand and suddenly caught a crimson stain on his finger from the corner of his eye.

He raised his hand and looked at Garlan again, then suddenly smiled.

Gallan was still wondering what he was laughing at suddenly, and Huimos had already raised his crimson fingers to him.

“Look, the Shamash rune on your forehead burnt melted.”

Because of the low fever, the temperature of Garlan’s forehead was not low, and sweat was constantly oozing, which actually smudged the scarlet paint that was not easy to fade.

Huimos rubbed his brows.

He said, “I don’t know if I got it here.”

When Huimos said this, Garland subconsciously looked at Huimos’ forehead.

The pitch-black forehead was pulled apart by Heimos’ own fingers, revealing the cyan God of War rune painted on his forehead.

At that glance, Gallan was embarrassed to find that the cyan rune was indeed dyed with a faint crimson color.

The vague scarlet traces and cyan lines interlaced together, and Garland immediately reminded Garland of last night.

At that time, when he couldn’t control the tears, Huimos kept pressing each other’s foreheads lightly, as if transmitting power.

His hands kept holding his cheeks, as if supporting him silently.

The more you are cared for, the more vulnerable you are.

Perhaps it was because the hand that stroked his head was so gentle that he couldn’t stop his tears.

[From then on, you can only succumb to people-you who should have been looking down on sentient beings can only kneel at the feet of that person and look up at him humblely. 】

This sentence suddenly rang in his ears again, causing Garlan’s chest to tighten suddenly.

“Himos.”

“Um?”

“You said that you want the throne.”

“Yes, I said it.”

“…”

Gallan was silent and did not continue.

Huimos’ dedication to the throne is very clear to him.

This powerful man has never been willing to succumb to others. The bottomless ambition and desire in his body make this man long for the throne.

Even if he had become the crown prince, Huimos never gave up the idea of wanting it.

This was an excellent opportunity.

Because of the presiding of the battle of the royal city, the forces of the entire royal city are completely in the hands of Huimos.

Although he returned with a large army, it would be difficult to take over the king’s city for a while, and the king’s city is still in the hands of Heimos. Especially when he came back, he immediately fell ill and fell into a coma.

At that time, as long as Heimos directly disclosed his illness, and then imprisoned himself in the name of recuperating, it would be difficult for Ximuer and the others to resist.

At that time, for Himos, the throne was at hand.

However, Huimos gave up this opportunity.

The best chance.

Perhaps it is also the only chance.

And that reason…

Garlan raised his head and looked at Heimos’s eyes.

Those golden red eyes were like gems burning in flames, beautiful, but also extremely dangerous.

It seems that in the next second, it will be swallowed by that dangerous cluster of flames and burned to death.

But those dangerous eyes, when looking at him, they always wrap him gently.

[You gave up the throne for that person, but you may not get that person in the future-won’t you be unwilling? 】

“Himos, what you have to me…I know.”

Garlan’s fingers tightened the thin blanket on his body slightly, and he lowered his eyes. For some reason, he did not dare to meet Huimos’ gaze again.

“But, I still…”

He whispered,

“I still……”

This man gave up the throne at his fingertips for him.

It is impossible to say that he didn’t touch this in his heart.

For so long, whether it is the fear and hatred of the previous life, or the relief of this life and the gradually rising concern for it, he and Heimos have always been closely entangled.

His feelings for Huimos were so mixed up, too complicated, that he couldn’t understand it himself.

So his choice is to stop.

He chose to stop at a safe distance.

However, in contrast to his cessation, Huimos has always unreservedly put all the passionate feelings in front of him.

Infected by that kind of passionate feelings, occasionally, he seemed to feel a little moved.

But he knew that it was just one point.

The complicated feeling for Hiemos overwhelmed that little heartbeat.

Now, there is a little more guilt.

“Sorry, I can’t answer you.”

Gallan whispered.

“I don’t know what the future will become. I don’t know if I will have the same intentions as you in the future… I can’t guarantee all of this.”

“So, I still can’t…”

Huimos paid a lot for him, too much to make him feel unbearable.

Sometimes he couldn’t help thinking, maybe it’s okay to accept Huimos.

However, the thought just passed away.

He understands very well.

His reason for wanting to accept Huimos is indeed a bit of heart, but it is more because of guilt, wanting to make up for the sacrifice of Huimos.

He didn’t want to do such stupid things.

If he really accepted Huimos for this reason, that would be the cruelest behavior.

Gallan shook his head and said softly. He lowered his head and couldn’t see the expression of Heimos at the moment.

But now he has a feeling of difficulty breathing.

“You heard the conversation between me and Soga?”

Hiemos’ voice came from above.

Gallan paused, still did not look up, but hummed in a low voice.

“Really, you heard that, so you feel sorry, because I gave up the throne for you, you feel guilty for me, don’t you?”

“…”

The young man tightened his lips, and his fingers clenched the blanket on his body, without saying a word.

“Gallan.”

Huimos leaned deeply, his hands pressed against the edge of the bed.

He leaned forward and stared at Garlan, whose head was bowed.

“Have you ever thought about…”

The corner of his lips suddenly raised.

“You can hear the voice inside the door, and the people inside the door…”

He said, there was a little smile in his eyes.

“Don’t forget, my hearing is far better than ordinary people, including you.”

In a word, Gallan suddenly raised his head. He opened his eyes and looked at Heimos in astonishment.

“You, you…know me, I…”

He was so shocked that he began to stammer.

“Well, I know you are at the door, I heard your footsteps.”

Huimos admitted simply.

He looked at the boy’s dazed appearance, leaning his face over, and leaning his lips to the ear with the rough lapis lazuli earrings.

“…’I feel bad.'”

He said softly.

The low, hoarse voice was more and more bewitching.

The man’s inexplicable and dangerous voice was accompanied by the breath exhaling from his thin lips, as if it could penetrate the deepest part of the eardrum, paralyzing the brain for a moment.

Gallan’s whole body was suddenly stiff.

In the next second, he almost reflexively covered his ears and withdrew to the side.

“Don’t talk in my ear!”

He covered his right ear, glaring at the guy who deliberately approached his ear and spoke in that very seductive tone.

He gritted his teeth bitterly, and the fingers of his right hand tightly covered the tips of his ears that were hot and red from the heat spit out from the other party’s lips.

“You told me on purpose at that time?”

“Actually, it’s not deliberate.”

Huimos shrugged and answered unabashedly, “It’s just not hiding it.”

If Gallan is coming or not, he answered Suojia with those words.

He looked at Garlan and said, “I just think that it’s the truth anyway. When speaking, there is no need to avoid you and prevent you from hearing it.”

Heymos’s words made Garlan stunned for a moment. He hesitated for a while, but for a moment he didn’t know how to answer.

“When you give, you have to hide it from the other party, so that the other party does not know what you have paid… Do you think I will do this kind of stupid who only touches me?”

“…”

Absolutely not.

“So, I’ll tell you frankly what I’m thinking in my heart, and let you know, what’s wrong with this?”

“…”

Uh, it seems… indeed… nothing is wrong.

Garland always felt that his thinking was so swayed by the plausible Heymos.

He shook his head to clear his mind.

He said, “But, Hiemos, you…”

Gallan just raised his head when he was interrupted by the opponent’s stretched hand.

Huimos leaned over the bed, his eyes staring at Garland. He stretched out his hand, stroked Garlan’s cheek, and put his fingertips into the golden hair behind his ears.

“Garlan, giving up the throne is a choice I made myself.”

He said, his expression was calm.

“Everyone is responsible for their choice. Since I have made a choice, it is my own business whether I can get what I want, no matter what the future will be.”

The golden red eyes were deeply reflected in Garlan’s shadow, he said.

“My decision does not require you to be responsible.”

…

He has been thinking about it all the time, since the end of the battle in Lomar Plain, he has been struggling and wandering.

After the war ended, the next step must be to determine the ownership of the throne.

Either him or Garland.

If he is really cruel, he may not be able to snatch the throne from Garlan.

He understands Garlan. Although Garlan is now determined to sit on the throne, if he must fight for it, Aaron Landis, who is unwilling to go through hardships, will be turbulent due to internal struggles and Garlan will give up the throne.

However, the throne is Gallan’s promise to the dead King Camos.

If Galan didn’t care about the throne in the past, then after King Kamos left, the throne was equivalent to the existence of King Kamos in Gallan’s heart.

If he takes the throne, Gallan will give up, but his feelings for him will probably be lost for a while and will no longer be close to him.

Gallan might stay with him temporarily for Aaron Landis and assist him in governing the country. But when the kingdom is completely stabilized, he will definitely leave him.

Except for coercive means, he had no way to keep Garlan by his side.

But if he really used coercive means…From that moment on, he would completely lose Garlan.

forever.

Irretrievable.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that dream again.

Under the dark night, the sharp arrow shining with cold pierced fiercely through the heart of the young man riding on the horse.

The boy fell from his horse, his blond hair was soaked in the mud, blood seeped out, and his body became a little bit cold…

Gallan died in that dark night.

…

He longed for the highest throne.

He wants it.

Although he admired Garlan, he never thought of giving up the throne for Garlan.

Until the moment he saw the icy corpse of the boy in that extremely real dream–

It was just like the words he said to Suo Jia who was blocking him when he desperately chose to return to the royal city from the north.

[If he is gone… everything in this world is meaningless to me. 】

[…Including Aaron Landis. 】

…………

“Himos?”

Seeing Himos staring at him for a long while without speaking, Garland called him in confusion.

Waking up from the memory, Huimos raised his eyes, and Garland, who was sitting on the bed, opened his eyes and stared at him.

The body of the young man he touched at the moment was so soft and warm.

The golden pupils, bright and vibrant, clearly reflected his shadow.

It is a more beautiful existence than all the gems in the world.

Hiemos’ eyes curled slightly.

throne.

Gallan.

From the beginning, the two were not equal.

The throne is his desire, what he wants to grasp.

——But that is just one thing after all.

But the boy who looked at him with his eyes open in front of him was his entire world.

“Um.”

Huimos hummed, responding to Garlan’s voice calling him.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry, we still have a long time.”

He said, his eyes were gentle.

“The future is still very long. In the future, I will always be by your side. I will not force you to do anything. I will wait until the day you accept me.”

Gallan hesitated for a while, and whispered, “If I have been unable to accept…No, if for a long time, I can’t accept your words…”

“I’ll hold.”

The boy looked at him, his eyes a little confused.

“Even if… keep waiting?”

Huimos smiled.

He leaned over and kissed the brows with crimson runes.

He embraced Garlan’s head with both hands, lowered his head, and buried his lips in the soft golden hair.

He spoke, his low voice almost whispering.

“‘My heart beats because of you’…”

“…’My soul exists because of you’…”

These two sentences come from the legendary ballad that was born with Afdomir, the goddess of love and beauty, and circulated in the land of Aaron Landis.

It was a song by Afdomir who wooed the beautiful boy who took away all her love.

The goddess crazily admires the beautiful young man, and is even willing to dedicate her eternal life as a god to him.

“I will wait.”

Huimos whispered to the person in his arms,

“One year, ten years, one hundred years… even a thousand years does not matter…”

The man’s cold eyebrows are more gentle than everything at this moment.

“I will wait forever.”

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Finished tangtang

Sleep happily