Please get me out of this BL novel...I'm straight! novel Chapter 436

Chapter 436: ’Birthday Ball?’

Florian froze.

Heinz’s fingers—still inside him—froze too.

"...That’s Lucius?" Florian whispered, voice barely audible, eyes wide as saucers, his heart hammering against his ribs. "What... What is Lucius doing here?"

Another knock. Firmer this time.

"Your Majesty? Your Highness?" came Lucius’ unmistakable voice through the door.

Heinz’s crimson eyes lit with sudden realization. "The birthday ball planning," he muttered. "I forgot I asked him to come."

"Birthday ba—ah!" Florian gasped as Heinz suddenly pulled his fingers out. The abrupt emptiness left him breathless, body twitching in response.

"Get under the covers." Heinz said, already moving. He gently lifted Florian off his lap, placing him back onto the bed before pulling the thick duvet over him.

Florian obeyed, still stunned. He could barely wrap his head around what was happening.

Before rising fully, Heinz leaned down and placed a soft, lingering kiss on Florian’s forehead. "We’ll continue this tonight," he whispered against his skin.

’W-Wha... What the fuck?!’ Florian’s face burned, his ears ringing. ’Did that just—? We didn’t even—? Fuck.’

He watched, frozen, as Heinz crossed the room and opened the door.

Lucius stood on the other side, holding several documents. He gave a polite bow. "Your Majesty. I was about to leave, thinking you’d fallen asleep. May I come in?"

Heinz gave a simple nod and stepped aside.

As Lucius entered, his gaze immediately landed on Florian—lying stiffly under the covers—and his expression shifted, just slightly. A flicker of something warm in his yellow eyes.

Right. This was probably the first time they were going to have a proper conversation with each other since Florian had been rescued.

"Your Highness," Lucius said with a small smile, bowing toward him. "I’m glad to see you well."

"Hello, Lucius. It’s been a while," Florian replied, clearing his throat. His voice was hoarse, and his heart still hadn’t calmed down.

’God, this is awkward.’

Lucius had been the one in love with Florian, and was supposed to be the one to have sexual relations with... and now Heinz’s fingers had just been inside him moments ago.

’Managed to avoid Lucius and Lancelot.’

And fell right into the arms of the man he least expected to catch him.

"Indeed it has," Lucius replied with that ever-composed demeanor. "Everyone will be glad to hear you’re recovering—especially the princesses. They’ve often asked about you."

Florian stiffened at the mention of them.

’The princesses...’

His stomach turned. After what Alexandria had done, he couldn’t trust any of them.

What if they were all just playing some game he didn’t understand?

Florian knew it might’ve been a stretch, but was it?

"Haha. That’s great. Please tell them I’m alright now," he said, forcing a chuckle. It sounded wrong even to his own ears.

From the corner of his eye, he caught Heinz giving him a look—but Florian ignored it.

Lucius clearly noticed the tension, but chose to ignore it with practiced grace.

"I won’t take up too much of your time," Lucius continued. "I’m just here to collect the information about the ball so we can begin preparations. Actually, Princess Scarlett and Princess Athena wanted to know if there was anything they could help with—they’ve been reminding us frequently."

Heinz took a seat on the couch, silent, while Florian remained awkwardly nestled in the bed. Lucius stood between them, professional as always.

Florian blinked, confused. "We’re... hosting a ball? For what?"

Lucius’s eyes widened slightly. He glanced between Florian and Heinz.

Heinz simply answered, "Your birthday."

’My birthday?’

Oh.

’I completely forgot...’

’But you never did this for the original Florian,’ Florian thought, brows drawing together ever so slightly.

’Isn’t this a bit unfair?’

This wasn’t really his birthday.

Heinz knew.

’So why... why pretend like it’s something worth celebrating?’

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