After a long night, Theon had ran back to the camp. Panting as he got into his den and closed the door. He stood there and hyperventilated, trying to process what he just learned.

Leshy, his chaotic and very weird boyfriend, was the Ex-Bishop of Darkwood. The god that Theon was almost sacrificed for.

He didn’t even know why Leshy told him. Maybe because the fuzzy caterpillar was drunk. Maybe the guilt had gotten to him? But how was Theon supposed to take that? Did the other expect they’d still be dating?! It was insane.

Theon teared up. His boyfriend of two years had been lying to him. Withholding vital information that changed everything. The cat just sighed, rubbing his face, and elected to go to bed for the night…