Please get me out of this BL novel...I'm straight! novel Chapter 462

Chapter 462: ’Let Me Speak.’

"Azure, you have to stay here, okay? As much as I want to take you, I can’t really trust you won’t attack him." Florian spoke softly as he gently patted the little blue dragon’s head.

Azure did not look pleased.

In fact, he looked downright furious—his scaly tail flicking back and forth, betraying his irritation. He let out a quiet huff through his nostrils, turning his head away in protest.

"I’ll make it up to you later. I promise. This is just important, okay?" Florian added, offering a small, coaxing smile.

Azure still wouldn’t meet his gaze. He simply turned his back with an exaggerated flick of his tail, clearly sulking.

Florian let out a quiet sigh, though the corners of his mouth lifted faintly in amusement.

’He does know he can always just force his way? Yet he’s listening and pouting.’

It reminded him of someone—someone equally stubborn, equally loyal.

Florian rose to his feet, smoothing down his clothes. "Behave, okay?" he said one last time, then turned toward Cashew. "Let’s go?"

Cashew gave a small nod, his eyes still puffy and red from all the crying earlier. He looked exhausted, but determined.

Together, they stepped out of the room. As Florian glanced back one last time, he caught Azure glancing at him, just for a second—his tail still twitching, but his eyes softer.

Florian gave him a fond smile before quietly closing the door.

"Azure seems really mad," Cashew mumbled as they walked.

"Azure’s just worried," Florian replied, reaching over to ruffle Cashew’s hair gently. "I’m sure he’ll understand. His Majesty hates Hendrix, so I’m sure Azure also hates Hendrix."

"If he cared about you, the one he should hate is His Majesty," Cashew muttered bitterly, his voice sharp despite its quietness.

Florian turned his head toward him, eyes narrowing a little—not in anger, but in concern.

"Hey now, Cashew... I understand how you’re feeling, but he’s still the king. I don’t want you to get in trouble, okay?" Florian said, his tone careful but firm. He placed a hand gently on Cashew’s cheek before pulling away.

Cashew lowered his gaze and nodded slowly, though the somber look on his face didn’t go away.

"So," Florian asked after a moment, "how do I talk to Hendrix?"

"W-Well, usually, I just—"

"I’m already here, Your Highness."

The voice came so suddenly, both Florian and Cashew flinched and turned on instinct.

Florian’s eyes shot wide open as he turned and looked up—right into the familiar face of Hendrix.

"W-Why... You... You’re..." Florian’s words stuttered as the shock hit him full force. His breath caught in his throat.

Hendrix tilted his head slightly, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Yes? Are you alright?"

’How the...’ Florian’s thoughts scrambled. He shook his head quickly, trying to pull himself together.

This was not the time to fall apart.

And then the realization struck him like lightning.

They were still standing right in front of Heinz’s room.

Florian’s eyes widened in panic. "Fuck."

Without another second of hesitation, he grabbed Hendrix’s arm and pulled him sharply. "Oh my," Hendrix remarked in amused surprise, but Florian didn’t stop to respond.

He dragged Hendrix down the hall, threw open the door to his room, and yanked him inside before slamming the door shut behind them.

"Let us talk... alone. And keep watch for His Majesty. Give one knock the moment he or anyone else arrives, understood?" Florian said quickly, his voice hushed but tense. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Florian’s eyes narrowed, his tone turning icy. "You know His Majesty hates you. He tried to kill you, and then you just—appear—right in front of his door? You have a death wish, don’t you?"

"And how did you even know I wanted to speak with you?" Florian snapped, voice rising slightly, each question hitting like a blow.

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