Charles was a fae and also a prince. So apparently, he was supposed to hate humans if he listened to his brother Balekin. To fucking kill them. Too be fair, Charles had stopped listening after the word fucking. So technically ... Charles respected the rules. He did have sex with a human. A lot of night. Pierre had came in Charles' perfect life. And if at first Charles really hated Pierre. No really. Well until he broke up with Carlos another fae that lived in the sea. But then he started to perhaps having tiny little feelings for him. That grew so much that finally, Charles forgot about Carlos who him was still in love with him. Apparently, hate always worked to keep normal so during a few months or even years, he kept it inside him. But understand him, Pierre had tied him to a chair and put a dagger under his chin. Apparently, he had been a turned on and he just remembered kissing back when Pierre had kissed him. Then, because of Pierre's masterplan, Charles became the new king and he obviously needed Pierre as his senechal. Everything had went quite well. Obviously, Faes were still thinking playing with humans was funny but Pierre was a fucking badass who didn't let them step on his feet. Charles fell even more in love if that was possible. Charles even married Pierre, finally. And then exiled Pierre back in the humans world.

Charles knew the exact moment when Pierre came back because he wasn't fooled. For him, Pierre wasn't like his twin brother at all. He was bright and fucking threatening when he wanted to. He laughed. Simon, Pierre's twin, was just a human who was scared of everything but surely had killed Locke, another bastard who played Pierre and his twin. He leaned on his throne and his tail was waving from behind his back. He had a smirk and was watching Pierre. His pointy ears were piercing through his hair. He was happy to see him back, hoping that Pierre's father Madoc wouldn't try to get him back, thinking Pierre was Simon. Else, Madoc would take Pierre away from him and maybe kill him.