Help! I Became A Guy In A BL Novel!

Riven waited patiently, propping his chin on his hand.

With a muttered curse under his breath, Leon stepped toward the dishes. He lifted the silver lid of one, revealing spiced roasted meats, and began placing slices on Riven’s plate with painstaking care. His movements were stiff, and his pride was wounded.

Riven watched with evident amusement, biting back a smirk.

"See?" Riven said, accepting the plate. "Not so hard. A bit of humility suits you."

Leon didn’t respond. He sat beside Riven in a cold silence, stabbing into his own food like it had personally offended him. Riven, unbothered, took a slow bite, savouring both the flavour and Leon’s barely contained fury.

Halfway through the meal, Riven tilted his head thoughtfully. "You know what?"

"No," Leon said flatly. "Whatever it is, no."

Riven grinned. "I think you should feed me."

Leon froze with his fork halfway to his mouth. "Are you insane?"

"Possibly. But you have to follow an insane man’s orders. That is the deal."

Riven’s eyes sparkled with wicked delight. "You want your title back. Your kingdom. Your independence. I believe pleasing me was part of the contract."