Azrialâ€™s only reply for that question was a poem, and a change in the song of his flames:<br/>My heart pounds unrelentingly for him,<br/>My soul longs to hold and have him here,<br/>For him to be back here with me,<br/>For him to be mine again,<br/>I wish to feel his heat,<br/>I wish to kiss him,<br/>That his soul rests.<br/>So yes I,<br/>I loved<br/>Him.<br/>m<a class="postlink" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iKigN720QmY">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iKigN720QmY</a>m<br/><br/>Azrial had made it down to where he had smelled food. He had found a place to hide and stalk itâ€¦heâ€¦theyâ€¦had been spotted. His form took a naturally protective position his muscles flexing threateningly as he watched the maids. His eyes opened wide as he looked to Ray. Heâ€¦was laughing? What was so funny? They had just been caught trying to take food. "You...growling...maids." He managed to get out. "They...aren't...going...hurt us..." He said. Still laughing. Azrial looked to him â€œAre you sure?â€ slowly after he saw the comfort on his friendâ€™s face he crawled out from the table. A maid walked up to him and smiled with a curtsie â€œGood morning Prince Raylin, would you and yourâ€¦â€ the maid trailed off some staring at Azrialâ€™s body with bright red cheeks. Azrial on the other hand backed from her some and snarled his words looking at the turkey â€œI was going to have thatâ€¦â€ he pointed at it with his finger of his free hand. â€œOh, of course Sir..?â€ she looked utterly confused. The other maid pulled out two chairs. However Azrial sat in one and kept Ray in his lap. Watching every move of these things called maidsâ€¦<br/><br/>The maid he had caused to laugh went into the kitchen to fix some turkey for their breakfast. The other tilted her head looking at Azrial and Ray. She walked out after a curtsie to go find Rayâ€™s best friend Ricardo. She curtsied to him â€œRicardo, Ray is up along with that guy you brought here. The new comer has Ray in his lap. They are in the informal dinning room having breakfast..â€ she smiled and walked off without waiting for a reply.<br/><br/>The red headed maid came back and sat two plates infront of Azrial and Ray. Each held some turkey and some toast, some grits, grapes, eggs, and pancakes. There was also a glass of orange juice sat before them both. Azrial looked to all the strange food. He picked up the turkey tearing it with his teeth as it sizzled in his mouth, his eyes widened â€œThis tastes great! â€œ he bent some and sniffed the grits getting some on his finger and licking it off. He smiled again and began licking more off his finger happily. His eyes darted to the grapes and his lips frowned, carefully he moved them to Rayâ€™s plate. He looked to the steamy surypy pancakes and sniffed them. He sneezed but took one into his mouth. He let out a moan and ate them with extream happiness. Making quite a mess on his chest and face, and due to positioning on to Rayâ€™s shoulder and cheek. Which he soon leaned forward and licked Rayâ€™s cheek clean, moving to lick his shoulder clean as wellâ€¦.