That frown shook Cedric up a bit. In that heart-pounding moment, a wave of worry rushed over him and he stopped breathing until Elliot suddenly smiled. Voice all soft on the ears and his hand in his got Cedric to calm down rather fast. After Elliot said he could stay at his home, he didn't modestly protest. He wore a joyful smile like the angel in front of him was welcoming him to the gates of heaven. Cedric chuckled when Elliot declared that<i>no</i>was not a proper answer. His shoulders dropped back down and he knew it was all going to be okay.<br/><br/>Not only he yearned to go with Elliot, he was also curious to see where he lived now and what it was like. Little could Cedric imagine all the new things he would soon discover about this world. Things such as air conditioner, television, and  vacuum cleaners were just a tiny portion of the massive scale of things he would find to be a fascinating shock.<br/><br/>"Thank you so - so very much." He replied after Elliot moved in and brushed his hair back. It felt like he had said<i>thank you</i>far too many times alteady, but that was all Cedric knew what to say. What else could he have said?<br/><br/>Smiling brightly, Cedric’s cheeks burned as he held himself back. In that moment he wished he could have went in to kiss him. He was so happy and his heart wanted to express it. Though the time and setting was certainly not right to do something so out of the blue.<br/><br/>-------------------------------<br/><br/>As Cedric was pulled into the red brick passage, he quickly became captivated by all the art  around them. Each piece that was illuminated under the strung up strings of light was like nothing he had ever seen. He was left in awe as his eyes moved all over the place. Although the paintings were of a style he had never seen before, being surrounded by so much art reminded Cedric of home. In the castle, there were not only a seemingly infinite number of paintings, but breathtaking murals littered the palace too. The time traveler’s eyes were stuck on this one abstract painting. The artist just splattered the paint onto the canvas, but why though? Oddly, this<i>interesting</i>type of artwork was like a breath of fresh air.<br/><br/>Feeling the compact mirror in his pocket, concern for his kingdom creeped up on him. The king wanted to know how his brother was facing his responsibilities as leader of their nation. Even if this is the most nerve wracking thing he has ever done, this was for love. For someone he had grown tired of living without. He broke boundaries to reconnect with the only one that ever held his heart. Cedric was not truly afraid and he wouldn’t dare turn back.<br/><br/>“Well…” Cedric started as he leaned his head in to look closely at the art Elliot’s eyes lingered on. The painting was beautiful and he almost wished he could travel to the destination depicted on the canvas. "What's holding you?" He asked with a tilt of the head.