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“Scoot in, Kit Kat.” Lucien helped me scoot back so that Aeon could rest the tray on the bed. The smell of pie hit me, along with gravy and butter.
“Let me guess, Mr. Potter sent those rolls?” I grabbed one immediately because they were my kryptonite and he also sent up cinnamon butter and whipped garlic butter.
“He said they were your favorite and you should at least eat something, unless you’d rather talk while we eat.” Aeon gave me a pointed look that said he’d have no problem grilling me on what happened.
“Come on, Kit Kat, you have to take care of yourself.” Lucien brought a fork up to my lips. “Let me feed you and if you’re up to it, I’d like to sketch you for a moment.”
I took a bite of steak, groaning at the explosion of flavor that only Mr. Potter had the talent to execute. A throat cleared before I noticed they both had dug into their meals, each giving me a bit of their food, leaving me to relax and enjoy being doted on.
“Are you going to paint me like one of your French girls?” I giggled, feeling a lot more relaxed.
“Excuse me?” Lucien looked at me with an odd expression that made me giggle even more.
“It’s from a movie. They are stuck on a boat where the rich girl falls for the poor boy. He is an artist, she asks him to draw her naked, and they fall in love. Then he dies, which was total bullshit because there was enough space for him on that damn door.”
Lucien and Aeon looked at me like I had lost my mind, but then Aeon smirked a little.
“What’s a movie?”
“You want Lu to draw you naked?”
They both spoke at the same time and I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped. I sometimes forgot they knew nothing of the world outside of these grounds, but of course, Aeon would only pull that from my little rant.
“A movie is a series of pictures that move so fast that it makes the scene move,” I said, trying to rack my brain for a better way to explain it, but didn’t want to confuse him.
“I don’t get it, how can it move?” Lucien asked.
“Do you have a notebook and a pencil?” I looked around to see if I could find one close by.
“I do,” he said, getting up and getting a notebook that looked to have been bound by him. It looked like all the edges were blank giving me a perfect opportunity to show him what I meant.
I took the pencil from him, getting started on my small drawings. Aeon rested his chin on my shoulder looking at what I was doing while I drew. Lucien picked up the tray and sat it on the dresser as I finished up.
“Now this is how movies started.” I held up the notebook flipping the pages quickly so it could make the stick figure I drew, throw a ball.
“Wait, let me see that.” Lucien pulled it from my hands to inspect my little movie, while Aeon pulled me towards him to settle in between his legs, wrapping an arm around me as I leaned back against him.
We watched as he kept flicking the pages, giving me a glimpse of the man who was probably still a little boy at heart. His smile grew each time, taking my breath away when he laughed at it, and then looked at me.
“That was amazing,” he said, glancing at Aeon. “I’ll have to think of something else to draw into a movie.”
“Lucien when we get out of here, that drawing will look amateur compared to what we have now. Movies are something else.” I smiled at him, loving that I could feel his happiness in my chest.
“I love when you talk about the future.” He leaned over to give me a kiss and then gave one to Aeon. My stomach clenched in arousal at seeing them affectionate towards each other. “Don’t move, I want to sketch you both like this.”
He jumped off the bed, his happiness was infectious and I loved that he still had his inner child in him. Aeon kissed my neck, it was almost like I could feel his contentment too. He hummed a small melody that sounded familiar but I couldn’t place it before he kissed my mate mark causing me to shiver and I almost thought I heard Lucien groan.
“Thank you for that,” he said, close to my ear.
“For what?” I asked, a little breathless.
“For giving him that small moment of happiness. He’s been sad for too long, this curse has taken his youth, his fun years, and the possibility of a mate.” He kissed my cheek. “Thank you, for giving him everything he might have missed.”
My throat felt tight with emotion as I looked at Lucien getting a few things together. They lost so much, the pressure to free them was almost too much to handle, but I needed to. They deserved to live life, and experience everything it had to offer.
Lucien started to draw, looking hauntingly handsome as he made big strokes with his hands on the paper, glancing at us rather than looking back at his notebook. His brows were drawn low.
“I’m afraid that I won’t be able to give you guys everything I want to, that it will be one more failure, and because of that I will bring you guys down with me,” I said, as a tear escaped down my cheek. Aeon pulled his arms around me tighter.
