Under the three feet of snow, I mean.

“I’m good,” Kyle smiled and lay in the bed. First time in a long time that he’d sleep alone. He was hoping it would go well, but he knew he had sleeping troubles and will probably have to bother Stan later, which he already regretted. “Good night.”

Kyle covered Stan’s remains with more embalming fluid and well water, apologizing to him what he’ll have to do. It definitely won’t be enjoyable for Kyle, but that was his life. An emperor had to do many things that weren’t fun, he’ll always have to put other people before his well-being. When Douglas returned, Kyle made the potion. Time went by and it was already evening. So the servants carried Kyle to the dining hall, but he would want his bodyguard around. “Hello, Sir Arsch,” Kyle greeted him and the dragon hurried forward to take the high elf’s hands into his and guide him to the table. “Let me help you.” This pissed Kyle off, he could walk those measly steps, but he forced himself to smile. He was counting on Douglas to serve him a glass of wine with the potion, just before Kyle would lure him away. It will probably take a while on a dragon. “My lord, you are simply gorgeous. Perhaps even more in this state,” Sir Arsch said. This wouldn’t take that long, he already wanted to fuck the high elf. Hours later, the dragon was already tipsy. “Ah, sire, you’d be so perfect at my side, your red hair would look beautiful next to my red scales,” he purred and had his hand on Kyle’s stomach, which irriated him. “That’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. Won’t you join me in my quarters after another glass?” The emperor gave the sign to serve him the potion.

“I’m sorry to hear that,” he said. “We both didn’t seem to have a good time.” Now Kyle wished he could have been there. If only he had been strong enough. “I’m done, thanks, it was tasty.” He lost his appetite as well now and just wanted to sleep. Kyle got up, “I’m pretty tired now, sorry. We can talk more tomorrow if you want.” And he knew he sounded dismissive, but he was trying to not make it sound like that.

“Ugh fine,” the emperor said, rubbing his forehead. “I suppose Stan will forgive me for sleeping with that prick, I’m doing it for us after all.” Kyle hoped he could handle it, but he’d try his best as usual. “I’ll need you to pick me some fireroot so I can make a fresh stun potion, I’ll look over Stan while I wait.”

“Oh, you are.” Kyle felt dumb and even slightly angry. It just made him glad he never admitted his feelings, Kyle was only the best friend, nothing more. “So, were your parents ok with it? You had a boyfriend?”

The emperor stomped angrily. Of course they were important and somewhere deep down he knew his plan was terrible. “Well, fine! What do you suggest we do then?? I can barely think with this fat pregnant belly weighing me down!! His knowledge is dangerous.” He didn’t ask Gregory, because he’d never agree to help him with murder, maybe he should ask him if Douglas doesn’t have a better idea.

“Uh.. yeah, I was beginning to realize it when I was 13,” Kyle wondered why he wanted to know that specifically. “You’re not a homophobe, are you?” He asked in surprise, afraid that was the case since catholics were gross gay haters anyway.

“We need to get rid of this guy!” Kyle said, stroking his belly, huffing that he had to stand because the chairs in this room were too small and uncomfortable. “I’m going to do my best to seduce him, though it shouldn’t be hard, and when I give you the sign you kill him quickly! We can’t risk him telling anyone that the emperor lost his husband! I’m not even sure what’s worse.. Others trying to win me over, thinking they can become the next emperor, or trying to attack! Or knowing that we’re close to reviving a person.” This was already too much stress.

“God no, I felt really embarrassed in the end, I didn’t want anyone to know.” Kyle didn’t stop after all of this, he only continued to do these things for the price to feel good. “I came out to my family years later though, I told them that I’m gay, especially because my father was so close to death.. and,” he swallowed. “My dad, he..  flipped his shit. He was so angry at me and called me names. It was so crazy, I felt like I was in a dream.” Kyle still couldn’t believe that his father had been that way, and that he hated him until the end. “We never reconciled, that’s when I broke down completely,” he stopped talking there, pulling at the skin on his arm. He was surprised he could tell this without crying, at least not yet.

Kyle woke up hours later. His head hurt and his shoulder was on fire. He groaned and saw Stan. “What happened..? Where are we?” Then he remembered everything, how the monster had bitten him. “No,” he stood up rapidly. “Why did you bring me here!- Ow,” Kyle hissed and fell back down. His life was over, he’d turn into a werewolf and he’d never see his family again. He couldn’t accept this fate as a werewolf hunter, he’ll have to follow the code. Honestly, better dead than werewolf. “I’ll turn at the next fullmoon. You have to kill me, help me preserve the last of my dignity!” It was Stan’s fault after all.

When they arrived at the tower, he yelled some more at his servants for transporting him too fast. And finally, someone helped him get off this thing. “You have a visitor, Your Majesty,” Gregory said, already making a face that Kyle was even here in the first place. The emperor grunted, not in the mood for being seen like this, but it must be important if Gregory allowed them an audience. “My lord, it is good to see you,” the elf said and kneeled, seemingly mesmerized by Kyle’s ‘size’. Kyle could tell he wasn’t a real elf, he was a dragon, with all those little features. The high elf wasn’t in the mood to be seen like this by strangers, and wondered why this guy was even here. “Yeah, hello, how can I help?” Kyle growled, fanning himself. “Since your late-husband has perished, I’ve come to ask for your hand,” the dragon said. Probably the entire room gasped and even the emperor lost it for a moment. Not only was this extremely disrespectful, but he also knew about Stan’s demise. This must be the only reason Gregory allowed him in. Kyle put on a serious face again, as if this didn’t bother him at all. “I ask you to keep this down, we do not want others to know. It is only temporary too.” But of course Kyle couldn’t send him home just yet and he put on a fake smile. “Please, feel at home here and later join me in the dining hall for dinner.” This made the dragon smile and he bowed, “You won’t regret giving me a chance.” Kyle nodded. “Douglas, can I talk to you for a moment?” The emperor said and waddled into a room down the hall.

“Ew, really? That’s so gross!” Kyle laughed, finding humans to be these pathetic creatures that couldn’t even get along with their own kind. Barbaric, cruel, dumb.. that’s what the prince thought of them. “Be faster then, Stan!” The elf laughed at him and took off, and not only a moment later he screamed loudly as he fell into a pitfall.

Cartman snorted, wanting to comment on the music, but Kyle interrupted him. “Kenny! Don’t tell me you all agreed on that and didn’t ask me.” This was bad. “You don’t have to know everything, Kyle,” Cartman said and Kyle snapped at him. “I do if I’m joining on this trip!” Cartman rolled his eyes then, “Fucking drama queen, don’t take it then. Stan, keep your bitch in line or I’m leaving.” Kyle ignored it, he realized he was being too extreme, but he didn’t know what that stuff would do to him. Maybe he was just going to avoid it then. “I’m sorry, let’s just go.”

Kyle took a bite, enjoying to be cared for in this way. It’s been so long since someone has done these little things for him. Of course Stan would do this. That info caught him a bit off-guard. He expected people to know stuff about him, but not that detailed. And Kyle had hoped Stan wouldn’t have heard about it. “Uhm.. it started before that actually.” Kyle didn’t want to mention the self-harming yet, and the crush he had had on Stan, so it was better to talk about the other thing. “I met this married dude who took my virginity, and he did force me a few times,” he said, trying to get everything out before Stan could interrupt. “I remember when he had a party and I got drunk the first time. I can’t even remember the details, only that I cried on the bathroom floor. - But! I’ve felt so loved and wanted, okay? My parents were always fighting at home.” He wasn’t quite sure why he was defending this, it was sick in a way, but it didn’t feel too extreme to him. “Well, it was over when the wife found out. She held me and I started crying, because I felt horrible and guilty, but she saw me as the victim.”

The emperor had grabbed a cloak to put around his shoulders, which hid his chest but not his stomach. Even that was too hot, but he couldn’t leave the room naked. At least he had competent servants. “To work of course,” he groaned in exhaustion after he got settled. They haven’t gotten much further with their work over the months and it made Kyle anxious, he had to find a way to speed up the process. His desk was full of angry letters by Stan’s parents as well. He had sent a few back, but what else can he do about it? Goddess. Suddenly, the high elf yelped and cursed. “Ughh, that fucker is kicking me again! I need a belly rub..”

The emperor dressed into different attire and left for work, he had to get his head clear and this was the perfect way to do so. This was a successful experiment, but Kyle needed more time. Douglas would remain his guard, Kyle needed his Stan-like aura to keep him from going insane, but the wood elf will have to live with the fact that the high elf will forever be a fantasy to him. And for sure, he did not mind that at all. Kyle enjoyed that thought.. – Months later, the emperor was heavy with child. He could barely move, especailly now in summer. It was constantly hot, so that he only wore a see-through gown. Kyle fanned himself, sweating while he lay on his back in the huge bed and moaned unsatisfied. Fuck, that must be the price of being pregnant from a wood elf, but hopefully the child wouldn’t be as big as him. Kyle felt so enormous and ugly, that he could barely believe the compliments he still received. He was in such a horrid mood, but he had to get up and get to work. They’ve made huge progress over the months. But now he’s late for 20 minutes already! “Douglas,” he said weakly. “Call the guards to come pick me up with the palanquin.”

Kyle sat down and was surprised at the offer. But maybe he shouldn’t be, since it was Stan. He grinned a little, even if he knew it was just to help him, it was still cute. “Okay,” Kyle said. “What do you want to know first? You can ask me anything.”