Heavy Water
aka part two of the GRAND UNIFIED TREEBARK TIMELINE. we're still in third life.
Martyn kicked off his shoes and tugged his headband loose. Ren blew the candle out. Easier to slide under the covers in the pitch dark, to manoeuvre his limbs onto the mattress without his king’s eyes on him. They’d never been this close. Martyn burned in all the places they touched: Ren’s hair spilling over his arm, Ren’s elbow brushing against his side. He wished Ren had asked for more—had demanded it, even, as his royal due. If nothing else, it would have shut Martyn’s head up.
After Ren loses a life to the enchanter trap, he and Martyn share a bed for the first time. [read on ao3]




















