There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL)

"Huh..."

Zein watched the news without stopping his hand motion, putting food in his mouth as the newscaster talked about him being a member of an Old House.

"That’s unexpected," he muttered. "I didn’t think it’d go in this direction,"

"I don’t think anyone did," Bassena smiled wryly. This was why he looked confused earlier. He thought if there was more news about Zein, it would be about how he was spotted in the Temple.

And yes, there was news about that too, which gained traction while Zein and Bassena were frolicking in their bed, cutting themselves off from the world. But it was soon being replaced by another piece of news; this time about Zein’s parentage.

"Who’s this guy’s name again?" Zein tilted his head, looking strangely nonchalant about his identity being the talk of the nation.

"He’s someone from House Arok," Bassena answered while taking a light wine from the fridge--if Zein didn’t see it as a big deal, then it wasn’t a big deal. "Sol or something, I don’t know."

Ah...Zein vaguely recalled one of the ’princes’ he met in the Association, while he was trailing behind Radia.

It seemed that, as the news about Zein ’visiting’ the Temple spread out, there were people who questioned his eligibility to enter the inner sanctuary with Bassena. Moreover, no one even knew he was going in. This talk also happened somewhere in a club in Rexon, where people were talking about how a mere guide from the red-zone could enter the inner sanctuary, and this prince of House Arok suddenly lashed out at them, yelling about how Zein was a member of an Old House and he had every right to go to the Temple with his status.

Someone with a high status like him lashing out in a club, of course, was a feed for others. Some recorded this event and posted it on their social networking sites. By the morning, it spread far and wide, and by the afternoon, the news had covered it after conducting their own investigation about this claim.

"Well, we already know it would happen sooner or later the moment I signed those papers," Zein shrugged.