Ayen's hair was longer than it had been three months ago, and he had not trimmed it once, so it now went past his shoulders. It was also smooth and thick enough that Devion and Khal loved to comb and stroke it, and so no one thought of cutting it.
Ayen had just let Devion do whatever he wanted with his hair, and now even braiding it. Khal's voice was like a lullaby as he leaned against his chest.
The three seemed to have really forgotten what they came there for, and since the guides were not showing themselves yet, they decided to talk about something else.
This did not feel like wasting time either. They were together, so it did not matter at all.
"I haven't told you two yet." Ayen's voice was low, just whispering to the two of them.
He heard the two hum, and another hand stroked his hair. Devion hissed, and Khal let out a laugh. Ayen felt his chest move because of it.
